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Dec 2017
I've had my good eye on a bank teller for 2 years. She caught me in a conference room that adjoins the ****- house. β€œDon't be nervous. Relax. You're not afraid of me are you?”
   β€œNo, I'm not afraid,” I stammered.
   An hour later I had new checking & savings accounts.
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