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Sure, it wasn't as big or as loud, or even as party-like, but somehow, it seemed more stimulating. Conversation about normal things, the weather, the weekend, the future. None of this flashing lights, high heels, short skirts, with shits and giggles business.

And you know what; the best conversation I had all evening was with the person I've seen 3 times in the past 12 months.

AND you know what else; no. actually. you don't deserve to know this. I'm [for once] not going to tell you.


H.