Yesterday. Tracy told me about her birthday, of how she went on a date to a nice city pub with a cool guy. He was tattooed and wore a stylish baseball top. They got on, made small talk about their lives, ambitions and dreams. They planned to meet again next week.

Today. The guy who took Tracy out on her 31st birthday texted her and said he doesn’t want to see her again. H...

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