Only then, as she prepared to cross the avenue, did she again spot the man in the fedora hat. He was at the opposite side of the street from where he’d stood before, but the caramel color of his coat was unmistakable. He was loitering in front of what looked like a Ford V8 parked nose-up on the sidewalk. Florence adjusted her shawl over her shoulders and crossed to the opposite corner of the plaza. When she turned back to look again, he was gone .Sana Krasikov
About This Quote
The story of this quote was told to me by my wife, the other day. She came out of the local Walmart and saw a man in a fedora hat sitting on the curb. He was waiting for her, she said, because he had wanted to talk to her for a long time. I told her I thought it was a little strange that he would wait all this time for her, but she said she didn't think so. When she got home, she looked up the word "lurker" on the internet and found this article which describes what being a lurker means.
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