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The Missed Train

The Missed Train

I was traveling through Italy, running late for my train. I sprinted through the station, but the doors closed right in front of me.

Frustrated, I sat on a bench, waiting for the next one. That’s when she sat next to me.

We started talking — about travel, life, everything.

Turns out, she missed the same train. We ended up spending the day together, exploring the city.

Funny how sometimes, missing something leads to finding something better.

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