Think about all those people who walk through our lives, all the bit-players and walk-on parts, all the extras in the crowd scenes. There are so many of them, each one unique, each an entire individual self.
However, to us, as we walk through them, they are the crowd. They are just the background noise on the soundtrack of our lives, almost a part of the scenery.
Occasionally, though, one face in the crowd stands out and you turn to look at her.
If you are lucky you may get a smile or some sort of recognition. Mostly though, she will just walk on oblivious or feigning oblivion. But you will always remember her, remember her as the one who stepped out of the crowd and reminded you that each and every one in that faceless crowd is someone real.
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