It was a warm spring night and I sat at a table on the terrace of the Napolitain scrolling Tik Tok. I watched a good-looking girl walk past the table and watched her go up the street and lost sight of her, and watched another, and then saw the first one coming back, with a Strawberry Matcha Strato Frappuccino.
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