On my quest for Bubblegum Ice Cream, yesterday, I stopped by the store of dread (both stores of dread, come to think of it). My friend E_ with the pretty blue eyes was there, all happy to see me and my scarf. He hugged me over the customer service counter. At the other store of dread, I saw briefly the boy I gave my number to, out of the corner
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