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... es that blew across the street from trees strategically planted by the city along the sidewalk. Amanda had to hold down her skirt as we clicked high heels on pavement to the bar.
I didn’t have that trouble. My skirt was form-fitting, clinging securely to my slight curves.
Nostalgia’s door swung in easily in the breeze, and the smell of fruity drinks and peanut shells wafted over us.
So did the noise of about sixty standing and sitting patrons. The place was packed, litera ...
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