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Boundaries
Miranda
Any thoughts that Simon was trying to woo me with a romantic dinner vanished as soon as I followed him into the Tesuque Village Market. Oh, it was cute, with its rustic interior and homemade murals on the walls, but it definitely wasn’t the kind of place you’d take a girl if you were trying to score with her. Maybe in the summer, when it would be warm enough to sit out on the patio and watch the sunset, but definitely not now, when chilly nighttime temperatures banished any idea of dining al fresco.
Luckily, we were given a seat in a secluded corner, away from most of the chatter. Oh, the tables around us were all occupied, but it seemed that our fellow diners were much more interested in their own conversations than listening to anything Simon and I might say.
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