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He seemed to hate everything about me. I was a dancer with a wardrobe and a great haircut. I clicked around in three-inch heels and wore Obsession perfume. He glared at me, scruffy street guy that he was. He was jealous.

How a Friend-With-Benefits Ruined My Life for Two Months
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Debra G. Harman

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Arpad Nagy
Arpad Nagy

Written by Arpad Nagy

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Shortlisted for 2024 Northwind Writing Award in NF/Fiction. New owner of First Line Fiction. Editor @ The Memoirist, AoE, Book Cafe, Short Place, Kitchen Tales.

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