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I met my (now ex) wife in college. We had the same class together and she and I were always the first people at the door, waiting for the previous class to dismiss. We would flirt for a few minutes before class. The problem in the equation was that my then current (and quite evil) girlfriend was also in the class, except she was always late. I had a narrow window of opportunity to get my flirt on before the current evil girlfriend showed up. Nothing like pressure to bring out the best in ya.
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