He walked with quiet intent
like someone used to catching things on time.

No phone. No distractions.
Just the steady rhythm of boots on pavement
and a newspaper folded to the crossword.

Maybe he’d already solved it.
Maybe he liked the blank spaces.
Some puzzles don’t need finishing.

The town moved on.
He didn’t look back.

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