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Mr. Cobb exited the plane.
He walked down the halls. He walked right through immigration, nodding at a small brunette with a tiny smile on her face. He picked up his bags in baggage claim. His eyes went to a sharply dressed man rolling up a cart for the small brunette. He knew this sharp man would take care of this small girl. This sharp stranger reminded him of his best friend. Dominic nodded again, and the stranger smiled. He spotted an Asian man who rivaled his age. This man looked very important as he fixed his cuff links. Their eyes met, neither showing any form of regret. He turned his head to see a scruffled, unshaven man wearing a suit and an Arab fumbling over his luggage. The first man winked, while the other merely glanced up from his suitcases. Then he saw a young man with shockingly blue eyes. He seemed nervous and anxious and he stared at Mr. Cobb. He looked as if he were about to say something, but he turned his head and continued on with his life as the two passed each other. Dominic walked on to greet his good friend, Miles.
Mr. Cobb left the airport.
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