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Thank you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nwang/1836563/ THE GLASS BARRIEREvery Thursday they had been meeting at the same cafe for the last five years.However busy they might have been; or hectic their schedule, they would meet with one another just to have lunch.When you asked him about his lunch date, he would always give the same reply. “I am ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nwang/1836560/ THE GLASS BARRIERFor the past five years, they met at the same café; every Thursday.However busy they might have been; or hectic their schedule. 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