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We were chatting on the train ride heading home into Queens. You are a young 20-something who said your trading job was extremely stressful and agonizing. To top it all off your girlfriend broke up with you the night before and you felt betrayed. You said you needed to get home and smoke some weed just to get her off your mind and relax. You invited me to your place as you pointed out a big fat blunt under the business bag resting on your lap. I was too nervous and shy so I quickly changed the topic and got off at my stop without getting your number. If you read this please let me know.
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