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I rang the door bell and waited patiently for him. ‘Is it okay to just crash over at this hour? What choice do I have? The storm’s approaching and the fucking car broke down’, I mumbled. As expected, I was welcome. As soon as I changed into his shirt, which he offered,, he poured a glass of wine for me. ‘How are you?’ I asked. He smiled. The smile was still the same, maybe a bit mature now. ‘I don’t see your girlfriend around?’ ‘She is out...