Day66-RCH (Pretty Smiles)
So, I have much fun here.
Yesterday, after sloshing through the mud and throwing firewood around, I drove to the gas-station. As I entered to pay, I walked between cars in-line to gas-up, and briefly glanced to my right. A flash of nice teeth. A pretty smile.
Too much rain and fog on the windshield to see the face, and I was not in 'social-mode.' Just doing the filthier chores and looking the part, EXACTLY.
Missed opportunity?
Someone that knew me?
Hmmmm, perhaps next time I should take a closer look.
Perhaps YOU should too.
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