Girl with the Pony Tail on the Treadmill:
The old Volvo he drove was cute, for an old car. Boxy.
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Dinner was great. I'd even say charming.
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You don't find many instances of 'charming' anymore, really.
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He tells me about his job, and I just know it is six figures.
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But then he says how he is quitting his job to work full time on his poetry.
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Poetry? You're gonna give up six figures for poetry?
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No one reads poetry anymore.
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Then he wants to tell me one of his poems, all excited..
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Like I'm interested in listening to a poem.
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And it's all about grass and ponds and birds and shit.
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If I cared about that stuff I'd watch a Nature Show on TV.
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Who the fuck gives up six figures for poetry?
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I should've known by the old Volvo.
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I mean, he could have afforded an Audi.
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Not anymore, though. Like I'm going to go off to work while he stays home and writes poems.
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He says he contains multitudes.
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I bet he didn't even write that himself.
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Idiot.
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I am Laslo.
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