I wasn’t interested in him because we were cut from the same cloth. There’s a line I once heard in a movie that works well here: “There’s a little bit of larceny in everyone.” But after those drinks, something about the situation became important. I had never met a man who understood things and was practical in the way I was. He could never judge me. He was eight years older and had worked his angle, from what I could tell, for years. There was something in his practised charm that comforted me. I had not yet been in the company of someone so used to being watched. When he came into a room,
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