what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

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a girl came into the bar where i worked and sometimes still do. she was cute, nice breasts and an irresistible laugh that made me want to be funny. i chatted her up and said hi i am me and she said she was she. in the mirror behind the bartender i saw our reflection and became cognizant of being old enough for the bar and too young.

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