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Walking Nation Husband

A tall but lanky young man walked into a relatively populated supermarket located near the biggest church in the city. He was wearing a gray long sleeve shirt which hung loosely from his shoulders, a pair of blue fitting denim, and a pair of slightly worn out rubber shoes. His eyes lacked enthusiasm and luster on it. Paired with how the edges of his lips were pulled downwards as he looked around and unwillingly marched towards the vegetable stand, everyone looking at him could easily guess that he was a son forced by his mother to buy the groceries.

Since the guy was quite a looker, not few turned their heads over their shoulders to glance at his direction. Of course, not many stayed their eyes at him since he was not the drop-dead handsome kind yet. But those who continue looking, mostly the mothers whose hobby was to scan every place for any future husband material for their daughters, stared at him in amazement due to his practiced and accurate picking of fre

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