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Long ago I was at a party with a girl I'd been looking at for a few months. Another girl, impossibly attractive, slipped her phone # into my shirt pocket as she walked by. It didn't go unnoticed by my date. Figuring a sure thing was better than speculation, I tore up the number in front of my date in a casual (but exceedingly difficult) moment of chivalry. The date went nowhere. The beautiful girl and her number were lost forever.
There's a lesson in here somewhere.
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