He takes his coffee black, no cream, no sugar. She takes hers the same way. They see each other everyday in the coffee shop. He always steals glances at her when she's sipping her coffee.
She always has her hair over one eye, gazing back at him. They want to say hello but they never do.
It's a good thing too.
Because one of them has AIDS and doesn't know it yet.
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