Lake Lewisia #496

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“Yes, of course we sell mood-altering confections here,” Jamil said into the phone, by then slumped across the counter in sheer exhaustion from arguing with the caller, “but not like that.” It always got this way as they approached February and people started to look for easy ways out of their relationship troubles. “Has it occurred to you,” he interrupted before they could go into another round of cajoling, “that you might need to talk to the person you want to date, rather than just strategically deploying love potion-laced gummy hearts?”

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LL#496