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When I looked again, I noticed he was right.

My foot was inches away from stepping into a neatly-placed mess.

I would have walked around with tissues on the soles of my shoes.

I turned back around to thank him, but he had already left to sit back down with his textbook.

The bell rang, and I retreated to my seat as well.

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