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On a cliffside overlooking the Ohio River and woods late afternoon, with a table and two chairs brought, and contrabass instrumental playing, with a fine roast, asparagus and red potato meal reheated in a propane oven, and chilled kosher red grape juice. Have a nice conversation about the nature and place of mankind in this world, and the interrelation of ambition, beauty and dreams as the underlining foundation of a poetic universe.
Then after that you drop her off at her place, and block her number, and never speak to her again.
Then after that you drop her off at her place, and block her number, and never speak to her again.