Valentine #2

We’re in a cab headed downtown, and she wonders if our room at the St. Marks Hotel has a fridge.

“You want to have sex then eat the burritos?” I ask her.

She admires the bag full of Styrofoam containers on my lap.

“Yes,” she says.

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