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so, needless to say, holding the door for him was a total thrill.
i couldn't really muster up the courage to say anything.
so i just smiled at him and, when he wasn't looking,
i cut off a lock of his hair
which i now have sewn into a doll, called hairy baby.
who sleeps with me when i feel alone.
7.18.2005
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