He was back on the track, coming at her.
Acting more like a girl than ever.
He straightened his curls, moving his shoulders, veiling he's balder.
He knows... but quite a fuss over a haircut.
Nobody would know about it but us.
He just is my dear supermarket cashier.
Never went, during lunch breaks, to the gents.
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