He looked worse.
"It's done," he said.
"What do you mean 'it's done?'"
"She waxed."
"?????????"!
"She's never done that before. She always said it was unnatural. Now she's as smooth as a baby girl."
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know, man. I don't know."
Why do people have to share these things? I know, I know, but I didn't want to be there with him. I wanted to take a walk, look at trees and hear birds. I didn't want to think about his girlfriend. No, no, not at all. But now, that is all there was.
He shouldn't tell me these things.
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