#50543 - I remember how she’d been sitting alone at the bar counter, watching the animals inside the people unleashed on the dance floor, with a drink in her hand, and how after many self-reproachful sermons which had nearly come to questioning the significance of my existence, I had gathered the courage to talk to her. In our post-sex conversation, she’d told me she worked in a publishing house, and that she was not satisfied with the pay and was looking for something else to do.
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