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    Espy
    
    
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      As the two sampler platters came over, Espy asked the waiter to place them near the center, where everyone would be able to try out the baked potato skins, breaded fish in tartar sauce, and wide array of sushi, as well as other appetizers.   
 
She put the Fugu and oysters to one side and started on her smoked salmon, sensing Duchess's reaction towards the ton of food Espy had ordered.  She took only a small bite before sipping the sauvignon, which had a more delicate flavor than any she had had before.  She didn't care to match Duchess's caution, or, rather, lack thereof, but was careful enough to not make a fool of herself.
     
    
      
      
      
Step in front of a runaway train 
____Just to feel alive again 
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•?  ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•?  ?•â•â•â•â•â• 
Pushing forward through the night_____ 
Aching chest and blurry sight  
  
      
    
   
  
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  Posted 01-13-2011, 10:45 PM
  
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