Yesterday I had my lovely fake-Starbucks tee on and felt pleased with my day and its choice of wear.
Then the French girl asked why I had it on.
Now, what kind of question is that?
From then on I decided to hammer her with ridiculous questions whenever she wears anything.
It started today with the preposterous pin on her dress.
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