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Arthur knows, and it hurts like a fist to the gut, that if he met Mal now, he wouldn’t tell her she had beautiful shoes, and he’d never let her touch his pocket square. They wouldn’t have gone to New York or gotten drunk off of shitty champagne and kissed, sat up late into the night with each other. They’re such different people now, and Arthur spares a moment to be grateful that as they have changed, they’ve left room for each other; he doesn’t know what he’d do otherwise.


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