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Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Served by Katie at Lane 2

Just went up to the bottle shop to resupply dad and his work chums, as none of them could drive, and they had been at a lunch meeting and follwed it up with drinks here in the sun, possibly on a pretense of relaxed discussion of the outcomes of said meeting. Anyway, the girl working was a cutie. And working alone, she must have been 18 or 19, now if I were going to knock off a store, I'd be hard pressed to find a better alternative. It was empty save for myself, there was a single staff on, and a young girl at that (whether she was single single, I didn't enquire, I was on a mission for benson & hedges and crownies). There wernt many people around, but as the station is across the street that would be highly variable. Not that I am planning that, but it was the second thing to cross my mind as I made my purchases.

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