We met in a bookstore. He quoted Byron, I swooned. He stole my wallet and annotated Pride & Prejudice with his number. I still called.

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We met in a bookstore. He quoted Byron, I swooned. He stole my wallet and annotated Pride & Prejudice with his number. I still called.

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