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The movie theater was dark and quiet. The screen flickered with the opening credits of a film. I sat alone in the middle row, munching on popcorn and feeling lonely. Suddenly, a man walked into the theater. He had brown hair cut short around his face, and he wore a pair of sunglasses that seemed out of place in this dimly lit room.
The man took a seat at the end of my row, but it was clear he didn't notice me sitting there. I watched him as he leaned forward, his eyes fixed intently on the screen. His long beard brushed against the back of the seat every time he shifted his weight.
As the movie progressed, the air grew thick with tension between us. We were both so focused on the film that we didn't even acknowledge each other's presence. Yet I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to this man than met the eye.
