I'm telling you, I've got to walk slower.
Tonight, on my way to the ball game, passed that bar again. Different set of bouncers outside. One says to the other, "She stopped by again, you know?"
"Looking for Lexie, right?"
"Looking for Lexie, yeah."
"I think she and Lexie got a little thing developing."
"I think you're right."
"I have to confess."
"What's that?"
"I'm a little turned on by that."
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