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“man, I am way too high to be out in public.”

I was walking towards the boys and girls club while you were putting something into your blue car, through the passenger door. In a slow-motion fashion, you turned up to acknowledge the sound of me approaching. You then burned your eyes into mine, claiming your dominance over the situation. I maintained composure while I made my way to Starbucks. I then came to the conclusions, “man, we had a moment”, or “man, I am way too high to be out in public.”

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