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I was sitting at the table while the amazing jimmy buffet cover band was doing their thing. I wasn’t satisfied with my mai tai and considered not paying and walking out. I was with a random bar patron who insisted on taking a picture with me. She refused to be pleasant or well dressed. You were rocking an elegant getup. Those flowy flared downstairs and tiny shoes had me going. I noticed you were alone. I couldn’t help locking eyes. We did.
If this was you name my second drink.
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