Cut out at Chopsticks

Portland OR

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You were out back at the smoking deck, dark hair and tatted and far too good to exist in the same orbit I do. You were so cute that it physically hurt me to look at you. You had a sincere smile as someone told you a story. I tried to go back out to say something, but I saw you leaving out the door as I got up. Maybe the timing was bad tonight but could be better in the future?