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That Time I Tried To Be A Pickup Artist

“Hey, any idea what’s cool to do around here?” The woman I’d just spoken to held her book closer to her chest, sidestepping away like a crab. No reply, no smile. In fact, she scrunched her face as if I smelled like goat droppings. I still cringe at the memory of me talking up to […]

That Time I Tried To Be A Pickup Artist

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