On a cold Thursday night in Montreal, young Abel ran into a girl on the way to a party. She had jet black hair, inviting hazel eyes, crimson lip stick, a loose white shirt, a black leather skirt and red heels to match her lips. Abel admired her from a far and could tell immediately that she…
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