what is it about the gas station that makes people compliment my smile? i swear. one minute i'm being mistaken for a boy, and the next i'm at the gas station, listening to the man in front of me tell the cashier "what a lovely smile this young lady has." sort of bizarre, no? very rarely do strangers compliment me. most often, though, this
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