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You know your old crush from your local high school? She’s not the most glamorous, best-looking girl in the world, but you’ve grown up alongside her. She knows all your personality quirks, and you know hers; you never really went out, but everyone sort of just assumed you did anyway. Amidst all the unspoken sexual tension, you’ll flirt jokingly, pretending it’s banter until the he-says-she-says back-and-forth gives way.

It’ll start out as only a kiss, but when her lips touch yours… the familiarity of the shape of her jawline, the way her dimples accentuate her freckled cheeks, the way her slightly crooked nose complements her lopsided smile – they transport you back to a simpler, more innocent time: a time where you only had pubescent teen problems, and you didn’t have to pay bills or worry about your future or dither over your work-life balance.

You know you can get something better somewhere else. You know you’re signing up to a night of debatable decisions and the aftertaste of regret. But when she’s there, it’s magical. She’s a signifier of the past, and it’s something money can’t buy.

And for that, you’ll eat that meat box for as many times as the opportunity presents.”

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