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overheard even a single word, we’d figure everything out in lickety-split. The meeting rarely lasted more than a couple of hours, during which there were never any of the intimacies more common to other couples, not even the slightest physical contact. In any case they sat opposite, never next to, each other after all. The entire thing was somewhat reminiscent of a ten-nis match, a match they had arranged to play for days now, on a trial basis though, to see if they were both on the same level, and which they were now playing, exchanging the ball with each other as comfortably as possible without keeping score, and without the stress and the competitiveness that entailed. Hence why the conversation was always civilized and cour-teous with neither party ever so much as raising their voice. Observing them, one would say that basically they were discovering (or re-discovering?) each oth-er. And, while you normally look in the direction of the person you’re speaking to but not really staring at them, otherwise you’d make them feel slightly ner-vous, they kept looking and staring at each other the entire time, regardless of who was speaking or listen-ing. The awkward moments of silence were combat-ed immediately - it seems the ever-changing duet had not developed the necessary familiarity to keep them from happening, or, if they had, not to be bothered by

Idea: although, the fact that it wasn’t anything but a match aiming to a match would only be picked up by a highly trained eye.

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them. It was quite clear anyway that they had a lot to talk about. Generally, you’d get the impression that two simultaneous interviews were being conducted, aiming to fill in some kind of vacancy probably, but where the roles of interviewer and interviewee con-stantly traded places. They strongly resembled a cou-ple of people on the unemployment line who hadn’t landed an open-ended contract in ages, just a few small jobs here and there, and who only go to their job centre meeting, not because they’re hoping that something will actually come out of it, but because they don’t want to lose their benefits. Characteristi-cally, also, when she would get up to use the ladies’ room, he’d transfix his eyes on her behind search-ingly for about ten seconds, which in all probability he wouldn’t have done if they had been together for years, or at least a few months. It was never the other way around though. The atmosphere varied from cor-dial and