February 28, 2011 @ 9:12 am | Filed under: Who We Are
I’m singing an old Erasure song as I scoot my barstool up to the counter next to him.
“Oh, baby, refrain…from breaking my heart…”
“A little bit.”
“Refrain from breaking my heart?”
“Refrain from crushing my toe.”
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