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Apr 16, 2005 02:04

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You look beautiful...Sitting there, waiting...watching. Dabs her face, rather frantically before the light changes...She must look her best, must look aesthetically pleasant. Sometimes it makes me feel out of place, like I am the outsider.
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He asks us if we have 50 cents...I feel around in my non- existant pockets, knowing well enough that my change is in my wallet which is put out of sight due to our location. I almost felt guilty for eating my sandwich out there, as if I was flaunting it, teasing and tempting...
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