It was the end of an era. I had hidden away in the corner of a new cafe, eavesdropping conversations.A girl said 'Baby, no more of this, no more all-night parties with half of the guests previously unknown, no more imitations of bloody mary's - vodka replaced by tequila-, no more of this mid-winter drama. I want to be able to remember what I did last night.'Her friend replied, 'Don't even start to imagine you can call this over. You'll just wind up more entangled'
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