by Ari Collins
I took the picture, checking both girls out through the lens. The pretty blonde reached across the subway car to take her camera back, saying, "Hey, are you single?"
I smiled. "Sure. You?"
"I guess. You're not really my type." She pointed at her brunette friend. "But you're hers. And she's way singler than me."
Thursday, October 1, 2009
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