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I do not know his name but we became friends today.  He brought me a cup of hot tea to my table. He is a tea boy at the teashop that I've been visiting regularly for the past two months.  "I like your english handwriting. It is beautiful," was what he told me as he put the tea cup down on my table.  I was shocked. I did not know how to respond to him. I brought no stationery items except my phone today. He must have seen me writing in