414:163) A Streetcar Named B
Date: 19-APR-94   2:25
 I smell of perfume and this isn't so terrible as embarrassing, but she has
 a way of standing too close. A shirt of yellow flowers, my skin is her and
 now these lights keep flashing. Inside, all is fresh and sweet and the
 window lets it all escape into "License and registration...." What a look,
 some homophobic stance that keeps a hand not on the gun now, but further
 up, around his chest fingering the buttons. This cup is coffee, and that's
 just after a few questions, but the perfume must be so unexpected. I'm
 squinting back at his badge, the name flashes in the oncoming glare and
 perplexed, Dale steps back and all is forgotten.
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414:164 ) maxwell's demon
Date: 20-APR-94  19:07

 nice post.   sorry MRP     i just had to say it...
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