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 | | Josh had looked at him strangely until Sam had shrugged again, adding, "What was I going to do with it?" Josh looks down at his half-melted, four-dollar Frappucino and wonders, briefly, what the man with the guitar would have done with the money. |
 | | Josh isn't sure when he realized that Sam's in love with him or when he decided he might be able to love Sam, too. |
 | | Josh glances at him, noticing his shirt, loosened by wear, and the ragged, graying hair showing around the edges of his hat. |
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