23. 8:00 p.m. - 8:30 p.m.

The kind of things Laur would say when we were done fucking:

"Jesus, that was like... when you're on the subway, and some hottie jumps on just as the doors are closing--and he's out of breath and you see him and he's embarassed because he knows that you know that he ran for your car because he saw you go by in the window as you were pulling into the stop. Thanks. I don't feel like that often enough."

&

"My father had mild aspirations, to say the least, one of which was to convince the people at the local diner to let him run a tab. He ate there five days a week for twenty years and I was allowed to go with him on Wednesdays and Fridays. He worked those peeople as long as I can remember. Asked, begged, cajoled, demanded, insisted... nothing. It never happened.

"They had a sign above the cash that said:

"I never knew what the sign meant, I just knew it didn't mean he was the next."

&

"I'm craving the number 32 at 'Lucky 7s'."

&

"Have you ever been nailed to a cross?"

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