1 January 1952
A young man strolls through a city. He walks under a bridge toward a rail yard. A young woman sees him and walks beside him. They cross the tracks and walk into the countryside. They stop at a river. They hold hands. It starts to rain; it's a downpour. They seek shelter in an abandoned shack. They kiss, long and hard. It stops raining; they leave together but seem alone. They part at the railroad tracks. She watches him go, but he doesn't look back.
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