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  • There walketh she, named Roshini. She crossed me once and I told the cliched one-liner, "do you believe in love at first sight or shall I cross you again."

    She turned, her face bright with the sunlight just spreading over her cheeks brightening her face. I would have proposed to her then and there but damn the human guts. A man needs practice before he can propose and now I'm still waiting for the perfect timing again.
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