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June 9, 2009
I parked next to a motorcycle this morning. The rest of the cars were luxury sedans. Kris usually parked on the periphery, and since it wasn't there yet I knew there would be no getting into the boxy room. A minute later, I saw it and watched her slim figure exit the vehicle and retrieve a suitcase from the back.
"Getting ready for another fun-filled day!" I texted Steve.
I walked toward the building, hoping the men in the boardroom would notice somehow. "Ran into such a charming girl in the hall, but her tongue was pierced--how tacky," He replied.