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He stared up into my eyes with a look I can almost see now. He had that look in his eyes that bore right into mine. I could sense that he knew I was envious of what he was doing—; and knew that I'd always wish I had known at the time what he was doing was something I'd always crave in later life, just as he did. He was enjoying what he was doing. The look was one of pure rapture. He was gloating. He knew. I still remember his look.
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