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The Luckiest Guy
A tidbit of a date on the west side.
Hot Artist: We used to go swimming all the time.
Me: Really? Did you know I’m a Mermaid?
Hot Artist: I must be the luckiest guy in NYC.
Me: Stop saying things like that. We just met.
Hot Artist: How many Mermaids do you know?