I was riding the train to work and there was a cute boy sitting there wearing a sheepskin coat with hair falling into his eyes and he had a cast on his arm, people had signed their names on the cast, and a man went up to him and asked how he’d broken his arm and the boy smiled, took out his earbuds and said, “I fell. On a trampoline.” And then the doors opened and I got off the train.

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