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since i saw vienna [wlw]
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New Message ✉️ Flashed on the screen before her eyes, "Hey cutie," the text read out loud to her as she opened the date finder app. Titania lazily typed out a response "hey, how are you?" Her phone was silent for a few moments more as another message from the same app showed, "Where do you live? I'm from New Orleans," she sighed to herself and closed the app, closing her eyes and falling back asleep for the next couple hours.
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