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You’ll fall in love with him before the Levi’s advertisement ends. Images of his grace will flicker through your mind; his movements in tune with your darkest desires.

I’d got one hand on the last copy when she turned the corner into ‘Fiction’, halting just in time to prevent a calamitous introduction between her face and my chest...

I could tell with him from the start. He wasn’t your average monkey mouth. He had a nettling politeness about him. And man was he a thinker.