“Sigmund Freud, I blame you for my taste in men.” I tossed aside the book I was browsing through. “Excuse me? “A bartender with an unusually long nose looked up with a quizzical expression. “A Cuba Libre please.” I had
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“Sigmund Freud, I blame you for my taste in men.” I tossed aside the book I was browsing through. “Excuse me? “A bartender with an unusually long nose looked up with a quizzical expression. “A Cuba Libre please.” I had
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