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Rachel and Laura sat on the CTA bus as it bounced along Ashland avenue, the driver making no attempt to avoid the numerous potholes. They did not know each other and had no shared connection, apart from both being on the bus and both staring at the dirty floor. They looked up together, their eyes meeting, and a moment of mamihlapinatapei passed between them.
There was recognition there, that they were both awkward and hated talking to people. That recognition made each want to reach out to the other. Unfortunately, neither wanted to make the first move, which required talking.