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A 28-Year-Old Bought Me a Drink
Becoming

A 28-Year-Old Bought Me a Drink

Attraction doesn’t have to become aspiration. A fun night can remain a fun night.

I went to dinner with a friend, and afterward we went to a bar. A 28-year-old offered to buy me a drink.

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