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Has it ever occurred to you? The person you had just walked past at the subway, the person you had just walked past at the bus station, the newspaper stand, the mall, the coffee shop, the crowded streets; the mere public, might just turn out to be related to you in some way or another in the future. The irony and the drama, that we are intertwined, somehow. A friend of a friend of another friend's friend. A former classmate who's the friend of your friend's cousin's friend's sister. An unknown stranger that will be a part of your future. Arrows dragged like in Paint, to form a connection. But what if the arrows weren't dragged? Won't we be random people playing random parts in each other's lives? And stay strangers until the very end.