the well-known correspondent was speaking with what I had
presumed was some seriousness about Putin and Russian politics to three of us
in the noisy café, when I suddenly noted by his eyes looking up at the entrance
door (behind me) that he was clearly distracted by someone who had come just
come into the café.
he just gradually stopped speaking, so distracted that he
even apparently forgot that it was he who had been speaking to us, and he did
not resume, or seem even to remember that he had been in mid-speech. he just
smiled, not really realizing what had happened.
she was blond.
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