The Gratitude Cafe was filled with the usual bright-eyed idealists. Look, I'm all for that vegan, brown-rice-on-a-Frisbee-platter karma. I live in Chicago. A little warm, fuzzy is all right by me. But you wouldn't have to look very deeply into my soul to see I was hoping for a little female companionship. And suddenly, there was a beauty with the soul of a beast nearly pouncing on me. She was circling around the ferny room and looking at me the way I've always dreamt of being eyed. And while it was certainly exciting, there was something ... predatory about her.
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