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"She’d always wondered what it would feel like to be in the same room with someone like him. Someone so electric. So magnetic. She felt the pull. The desire to walk up to him and ask him everything. Listen to him talk. Engage him. He looked like everyone else but he wasn’t. He was someone and it was obvious. It vibrated the air around him. It made his skin glow. You looked at him and you knew. Even if you didn’t recognize him, you knew."
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