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they noticed him first, but then
he was always the last to know, he was there

bobs and bangs, hips and lips, smooth sliding with each step, stalking fresh fodder…
their quiet ignorance made him
he made them Love him, manufactured each moment

like this one, moving two bar stools
nine and a half inches left, so the one he wanted
was where he wanted it to be, as if it mattered
he made it matter

curiosities exploded at his next
"Appletini, please" slid from taut lips, as he adjusted horn rimmed bifocals….for effect

and affected they were

"Appletini"….what!? Darlene was impressed
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