Amandine is a great pool player. She held the table
for a while and lots of guys were staring at her, flirting with her, trying to beat her
but none of them could.
Finally she just left them all standing there with their cues in their
hands so to speak.
"Let's get out of here," she finally said. "Let's go do something
else."
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I met Amandine at around 7.
We walked around for awhile, got an icecream cone in Little Italy and then went to the Ludlow Bar to shoot some
pool and drink beer before going to see this band called Those Bleedin'
Tulips at The Cooler.
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