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March 2020 *Zac* “Here... for the taxi”. I hand the girl 100 dollars, feeling like an i***t, especially knowing Logan is watching me from the shadows and that he won’t let it go without questions. She grabs the money, giving me an angry look. “You are such a jerk Zac… f**k you”. “Sorry... hmm…”. f**k what was her name. “Penny… my name is Penny ... you ... you… arg”. She gets in the taxi and slams the door. I hear footsteps behind me. “Don’t Logan... I am too tired”. “Zac it's not my job to judge you…but why ?” He just looks at me, not in a judgemental way, but with concern. Logan is my friend from Canada who is currently staying at my place. “It’s about her right… Amo..”. “Don’t… say her name”. I hold up my hand. “And why would it be about her. I have moved on… clearly”.