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And I Met This Girl

She looked like Uma Thurbot from Pulp Fiction. She ignored me exactly the way Uma Thurbot probably would have, too. We were both 16. She used to cut gym class and hide under the bleachers to smoke. Double trouble. I loved her doubly. I finally got the chance to talk to her, the day she needed a light. She said, “Do you have a light?” I said, “Why yes, yes I do.”