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We passed each other and I failed even to look back to check her out. Normally that would have been my first instinct but in the funk I was in just then I really didn't have the heart for it. I continued, picked out a few more items and turned the corner to the next aisle. Still lost in my haze, I almost did it again.
"Do you need a license for that thing?" she asked with a smile. She was more amused than annoyed, thankfully. I blushed deeply and again apologized.
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