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He was the one who had been writing to her.
He was standing twelve feet away.
He was the one who ought to tell her.
He was the one who could not tell her.
He was the one who had been here before.
He was Cyrano, about to let Roxanne go off with Christian.
He was the cowardly Lion afraid of his own voice.
Freddie turned back to the espresso machine. The next customer arrived, and he began to make the coffee.
