What happens.

A pretty dress.
Some nice perfume.
A little mascara.
Danskos.
Simplicity.
Authenticity.
It feels good.
A roadie of that Spanish rosé I’ve loved from hello.
The one I mentioned earlier in the week.
It’s so good.
A few hours at the museum.
Dinner in the neighborhood.
The food is so good.
The conversation is so good.
So what happens?
A stranger paid for our meal.

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