You were in line in front of me at the supermarket on the corner of 5th and Clement. We were both distractedly scanning the plethora of interesting products along the wall on the way out. Noting that, you mentioned something about the mangoes, but my attention was absorbed by your bright, smiling eyes. Before I knew it, you stole into a minivan at the curb with your groceries and a little piece of my heart.
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