we shared a bottle of red wine in a swanky bar. the kind that gives complementary olives. his beauty made me nervous. i thought the wine would still my nerves but i felt hideous and scared for the first hour. tired and nervous and intimidated. chlorine wired hair and a ceiling fan pushing it in my face. but then he told me he was pleased. said i was good looking, and interesting. he paid. we walked. we kissed on stanley street. then again in hyde park. and there we parted.
i played velvet underground and boarded the bus.
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