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"PinterestFacebookThe dating game, part two\nNow my turn:\nWhen I meet her for a drink at the local bar, she&amp;#39;s wearing a blond wig (her hair&amp;#39;s dark) and red lipstick.\nThe two of us have a night where we learn how to make a pie. I have no idea how to make a pie, but it would be cool if I did. So we just buy a bunch of ingredients and keep making pies until we get it right. And then we give them all away to our friends. And from then on we are people who can make killer pies.\nWe leave all the dishes, the empty wine bottles, the half-eaten dessert on the dining room table and stumble off to bed not worrying about a goddamn thing. It has never happened with Blossoms. So. Please. Just once?\nShe seats me on the sofa and performs a striptease, revealing some crazy lingerie I&amp;#39;ve never seen before (not girl-friendly crazy, boy-friendly crazy), not to mention some moves I&amp;#39;ve never seen before. I think there are workout videos you can learn that stuff from.\nWe go to the Dominican section of town, eat our weight in beans and rice and plantains and greens, drink Dominican beer and then go dance at this Dominican club I&amp;#39;ve heard about. Not like dancing you need to take a lesson to do, just regular booty shaking.\nConduct a documentary film festival in our apartment, spend all weekend watching the six best documentaries of all time, and eat a lot of popcorn and candy.\nWe go on a simple search for the best burrito in the entire city. Or the best chocolate chip cookie.\nWe do whatever together, then I watch her get off, by herself.\nShe takes me out and teaches me how to ride a horse. I have no idea how to get on a horse, how to steer a horse, what it is that makes a horse buck you off and step on your face and how to avoid it. Maybe I&amp;#39;m a little scared. But she knows her way around a stable. It&amp;#39;d be fun to learn.\nWe go see a high school football game, under the lights, in a big football town outside the city, when the home team is playing its big rival, and the air is turning sharp and the cheerleaders are in their finery and the local kids have beer on their breath and there&amp;#39;s electricity in the air, and we&amp;#39;re in the stands observing it all, holding hands."^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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