You're a woman at a bar. You're facing your girlfriend. Your legs are crossed, and you are leaning in toward each other. You are drinking a Negroni, and she is drinking a gin and tonic.
You're feeling the first little elevator drop of the alcohol, and you are smiling as she reports what she's working on. She's had a breakthrough in a play she’s writing, …
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