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Open letter to the gorgeous art student at Of Montreal in Belfast
I bought you a Gin & Tonic (I had to ask three times before you let me) and you never even told me your name (I probably should have asked).
You snuck off at the end while I was getting my coat (I ran after you like a fool).
You knew the words to all the songs (I only knew the words to Smells Like Teen Spirit).
There was possibly a significant age difference between us (although you could pass for much older (and I mean that in a good way)).
How's about we give it another try, preferably somewhere quieter (why do pretty girls always talk really quietly)?
Thursday evening Milkshakes at Clements on Botanic Ave (your turn to buy)?
Devotedly yours
Hectagon
p.s. Is it because I is English? (that would make you racist)