Her

The other night I ran into her.  I’d developed a bit of a crush on her since our first meeting.  She was a witty woman, and charming in a shy way.  She was also an adorable, pixie-like woman at just about five feet tall, with long dark hair.  We had struck up a club friendship, chatting about music, the scene, and complementing one another’s sartorial choices.

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