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It was a warm Friday night in August, though that isn’t an important detail. The only important detail is her, how she made me feel. I will never forget that night for so many reasons, that totally insignificant night to everybody else in that club, but a night that would change me, change my life forever, and all she did was open that perfect mouth and say a few words that touched my heart.
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