He sits on a bench in the park, watching the people go by. Hmm... that one... and that one. they'd make a good pair. He gives a slight flick of his finger, and a small gust of wind blows a woman's hat off her head. She reaches for it and stumbles into a man walking his dog. They smile at each other, and Cupid leans back with a smirk, content with his work.
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