The BuggyMan
I met the buggy man 3 days ago at the crêperie.
At first glance I thought he was short and unattractive. And I wouldn’t change my mind afterwards.
But he tried.
He asked me to take a ride in his buggy to see the sunset at the most beautiful beach.
He made me a luau and cooked me a fish yesterday night under the full moon.
Nothing.
Nada.
Not at all.
Writing these words down I realize he made quite an effort to get my heart or to get into something else.
I was nice and polite. And offered friendship.
But his face…
Pure deception.
At the end, he drop me half way to my hotel and let me walk the rest.
Ok, I can walk.
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