Blind Date
June 16th, 2017
‘Tell me again, how did you meet this girl?’
‘In the bar, just around the corner.’
I was sitting with my friend in a café during a short coffee break. We both worked in the same office building and met daily for a chat. He always had something new to share. This time he was excited about a new girl he had met. I had my doubts. But then again I have always been suspicious of people. He on the other hand could not stop talking about her.
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