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With love,
J. Sudano
I swiftly took the chocolate bar off the stand and said "I'll be taking just this". I had no courage to even ask for me insulin no more, that woman was just some sexual deviant, I never felt so humiliated in my whole life.
It is I, your long term friend, Jon Sudano.
Today I went to the pharmacy to buy my insulin shots, I moved across the threshold and the cashier (a beautiful woman) said "Good morning, sir". Paul... I had just walked into the pharmacy and she was flirting with me. I barely could move after this, I do understand my physic attracts all sort of thick thighs but that was just some sexual harassing right there.
I replied with a simple "hello" while staring at her, barely able to move after such violence.
She started to get nervous, looking around and then she said "May I help you, sir?"
Paul, that was not the place or the time to offer herself to have sex with me, how dare that woman offer her body in such lascivious and rude way. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, put my hands on the counter and just stood there.
It is I, your long term friend, Jon Sudano.
I come to you in this letter to inform you of tragic events that befell the human race during my absence. I shall confide to you the great terror that now I can see and feel with my massive wisdom and glucose levels. No more lollygaging, I, Jon Sudano, approached that girl at the laundry. I had formulated so many conversations with her before in my mind that for one moment I really did believe we were intimates, because we've had been conversating for months during my daily showers. No matter, I approached her and started to chat with her as if I knew her, making up many different aspects of her. She just stared at me, I was so nervous I just started crying and ran away.
With love,
J. Sudano
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