Rice, Soup & Juice
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"Is this seat taken?"
I looked at the direction of the lyrical accent. She was around eighteen, and full-breasted, with young flesh silhouetted beneath her sweater and jeans. She stood beside me gesturing towards the chair on my right side.
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