Generating Sparks

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The dumbest or most beautiful thing I’ve ever said

 We were waking past Christie Pits Park, the park always smelled like sewage. We had been eating Korean or shopping for books, general bumming around. We walked with our shoulders hunched and kept running into our breath frozen in the cold. A couple approached, the man wasn’t memorable but the woman had Anne Hathaway eyes, a cascade of brown hair and a black cotton coat. She was resplendent. You could see light behind her eyes that spoke of intelligence and mischief. They walked on.

“There aren’t enough songs written about how beautiful women are.” I said.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

We walked on.

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