"I'm worried about you," she said.
"Why?"
"You seem content with loneliness. You've given up. Stopped looking for someone to be with."
"Didn't you tell me once that you usually find what you're looking for when you stop searching?"
"Yes. But you're not supposed to REALLY stop. Just pretend stop."
"Now you tell me."
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