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You walked into Noon's on Broadway with the elagence and poise of a woman who knew what she wanted and could'nt be stopped until her needs were met. You were average in heighte, walking hunched on the heels of your feet, had nice round glasses that high light your round plump face, and looked flushed and flusterred after your short trip in the cold. Your hair immidiately caught my eye with it's thin, wispy tines, and sleek, greasy shape. I want to feel your grease. Flnally, what enthralled me in your aura was your order from the unsupecting cashier--5% menthol juul pods. A 4 pack even. Your the girl of my dreams. please make my dreams come true.
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