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You used to draw on napkins in restaurants. At the time, I used to imagine you doing that in a New York diner open twenty four-hours. Or maybe in a small coffee shop in Paris. What a dumb cliché. The thought of that makes my roll my eyes.

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ryan-hall69

23 / M

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ryan-hall69

23 / M

Published: Aug 1, 2017
Time: 1m

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