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All top, no bottom, I saw you eating gyros with a real "winner" but we made eye contact and the way you tore apart that bread and dipped it into your hummus with ferocity and passion was only rivalled by the intense desire I felt as you wiped your lips and dabbed at the crushed chickpeas that dripped onto your ample love shelf. I tried to follow your blue (like my eyes) Crosstrek but the faster I ran, the faster you drove and all I was left with was lover's nuts. I hope you see this. We have things to tend to.
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