Discarded cups tell the tale. Two people seen at a busy cafe, place their order, tagged number 19. They sit and the meet begins. First smiles, then touching hands, then a shoe meets another’s ankle. The nuance familiar, only the beginning, then chemistry rules. Two wanting lovers leave the cafe.
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The Bag Lady 
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