Every day he passes by that same path, looking at that pen, as if he wants to purchase it but fears of getting it. Passing through the same path, he reaches his office, works all day on the computer, screen keyboard, and heads back home in the evening through the same route. However, by the time he returns in the evening, the pen shop (which seems to be 10 years behind the present time) is closed.
The next day, again glancing at that pen, he goes to the office, spends the entire day with the computer, and while returning home, he was walking by the closed shop when he stumbles, falls to the ground, and finds himself in the past, 10 years earlier.
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