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First positive expression

The old man gave a faint, genuine smile—the first they’d ever seen from him. For years, he’d been the quiet, gruff neighbor with a closed-off stare. “My name is Wilburt,” he said at last. They shook hands, said nothing more, and walked together across the yard. The silence between them carried something new: a quiet, shared sense of purpose.
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