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Yep, almost married one, did marry a former one. The first one was in Denver, she worked at a village inn in aurora. Ended up leaving me the big black dishwasher. I still think about that some, since at the time i was a jealous bastard. Now, I could give a fuck. I thank her for that now and again, mentally....
She had just turned 18, I was 22. Good times....
Still, as above, gotta watch the jealosy. In my case it was justified, as look how it turned out, but...at one point she was working 2 jobs as a favor for a friend. At the 2nd place, one of the cooks grabbed her and tried to haul her back into the kitchen after some party. NOT cool. Some friends and I swung by the place a few times after that, got a very sincere apology from the owner, and watched him fire the cook
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