A Night In San Francisco
Kevin "Oh god, what am I going to do?" a woman's voice cries out. I look up from my newspaper and stare at the innocent-looking woman crying on the phone a table away from me. She is quite beautiful even when she is crying. She frantically taps her thumb at her phone screen and holds the phone to her ear. She bites her nails nervously as she waits for whoever she called to pick up. "Oh, please, please, please, pick up," she begs her phone. She taps her thumb on her phone screen again and brings...
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