U ever kiss a girl so good you remember a dream you had years ago, before u even met her? And not a sexy dream either, a simple and lovely one, where you walked up a steep hill on a street that turned sharply to the right so you couldn’t see the top? And it was raining gently, and the trees and bushes that line the street are so close, and green, and fresh? And it’s garbage day, and all the houses have put out old furniture and piles of household items like baskets and children’s toys and they’re all getting wet in the rain, and you inspect them idly as you go up the hill, not looking for anything in particular? And the dream ends but you’re still kissing her?
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