chose a downtown bar, busy. Reassured him.
Posted at the bar, peering impatiently outside the room.
At that time she came: young, modern, attractive.
- Sweet Strawberry ...?
- How? Twenty -¿...
?
"You're wrong.
- Are you my ...?
-No.
-Oh.
"I understand. You know what? She loses it.
-Ya.
- What are you drinking?
"A glass of wine.
"I'll do the same. Out of curiosity, does your "nickname" which is it?
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