I once knew a girl who kissed boys in pick-up trucks on the country roads of Texas. Years later, I knew another girl who lived abroad and would only date charming British boys.
Later, I got to know a girl who was a timid intern in an office in New York City, so quiet people probably forgot she was even there. She was so different from another girl I met: a brash TV reporter living in China where foreign journalists run the risk of sudden deportation.
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