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She isn’t pretty, and she isn’t beautiful. Exquisite is the only word that comes to mind.
My head comes up the second she walks into the room, and it’s a good thing I’m sitting down because I think I would fall.
Seeing her wearing my jersey makes me want to go all hulk—rip off my shirt, puff out my chest, and roar.

