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All I am wanting is frozen yoghurt.
You know, one of those things that are supposed to cool you down and be healthier than ice-cream. I’ve been told they have them here in the café, so I’m lining up staring at a guy’s bald spot in the hope that my urge for one can be filled.
The same bald spot I’ve been staring at for the last day and a half!
I have named every wrinkle in that bald spot, watched the turrets of sweat trickle down the back of his neck and collect in a liquid pool just above his shirt collar. I have even resisted the urge to reach over and pluck out the hairs that are protruding from a wart on the back of his neck.
It has taken a lot of resisting!
You know, one of those things that are supposed to cool you down and be healthier than ice-cream. I’ve been told they have them here in the café, so I’m lining up staring at a guy’s bald spot in the hope that my urge for one can be filled.
The same bald spot I’ve been staring at for the last day and a half!
I have named every wrinkle in that bald spot, watched the turrets of sweat trickle down the back of his neck and collect in a liquid pool just above his shirt collar. I have even resisted the urge to reach over and pluck out the hairs that are protruding from a wart on the back of his neck.
It has taken a lot of resisting!
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