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In Copenhagen, he stood at the traffic light in the pouring rain, looked out the driver's side window, and saw her. She had shoulder-length hair in a miniskirt and blouse, both completely wet like her hair. He looked at her uncurled leg and saw that she was sitting on a bicycle with her shoe in a small puddle.

After that, he never complained about the rain again. He always thought of her when it rained and he was at a traffic light.

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That reality sometimes influences the imagination is always an extraordinary phenomenon

True memories