Thinking of destruction, I walked behind them as they held hands and I couldn’t take my eyes off his ass. It was a fairly average ass, but it mesmerized me.
– Do you take milk in your coffee, he asked, giving me a strange look. I had interfered in their new love, all prickly and big-mouthed and bitter.
I was born more bright than beautiful and some things never change.
– Eleanor Garp

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