It's been years since you were here. People talking, children screaming to see the penguins and the pumps keeping the water clear whirring. It's loud. You walk around for a while, taking in the sights of the colorful fish. That's when you see a familiar hair color in the corner of your eyes. It's him, the child from back then. He's watching the people and when your eyes meet, he waves and walks over You watching me... Why?
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