These are nights that don't exist.
By yourself.
Spending fifty dollars on dinner.
Bartender winks at you.
Man next to you talks too much.
Girl next to you reminds you of someone you knew from high school.
You had a crush on her, but never told her.
Then you go home.
Pee on the seat.
That's it.
No one will remember tonight but you.
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