I wore 3 drops of Wagg to the bookstore last week. I was working on my laptop and noticed after some time that there was a group of four or five 70 year old women sitting behind me swapping prom stories, talking about first dance with a boy, how he was shy and they had to bring him out of his shell...and they seemed to be having a great time digging up those old memories.
The waitress who is usually cold seemed more open. Some looks from other women. One black girl looked and smiled.
The waitress who is usually cold seemed more open. Some looks from other women. One black girl looked and smiled.
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