The other day I was talking to my friend, Xiao, who I talked about before when I walked around the Waterfront in South Africa with her. I forget exactly what we were talking about, but it was something that I thought could possibly make someone sad to talk about. Like maybe friends, or maybe the end of the trip, something along those lines. She yawned, and when I looked at her again her eyes were red, and a couple tears came out. I gave her my "Oh my god I'm sorry is something wrong?" face, and she looked at me, puzzled.
I asked if something was wrong, and she said no. I asked her why her eyes were red, and if there were tears in her eyes.
"Oh, yeah. It's just because I yawn, it happens every time I do it. My friends at home say, You have special eyesI"
Peace out.
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