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So as her pigeon-toed feet carried her past our table...
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...I slid down in my chair,
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hoping to catch her eye.
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She looked at me.
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Her mashed-up teeth...
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...sparkling in the oily light of the novelty condom machine.
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I gave her my unmistakable
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I-want-to-fuck-you eyes.
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She shot back a quick my-spine-hurts face,
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and I was smitten.
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She went to the bar, ordered a drink.
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I took the stool next to hers.