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I told her I was a writer and she said                          All the guys I **** say that. I passed her my cigarette my palm--sweaty & inadequate her palm--dispassionate & bothered I can't help wincing when          our palms touch.
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Oct 27, 2011
Oct 27, 2011 at 1:52 AM UTC
wincing
I told her I was a writer and she said                          All the guys I **** say that. I passed her my cigarette my palm--sweaty & inadequate her palm--dispassionate & bothered I can't help wincing when          our palms touch.
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34/M/American
Oct 27, 2011
Oct 27, 2011 at 1:52 AM UTC
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