She was wearing a rose which became a metaphor for the moment...before we had seen her a homie was selling them on the street...leo hopi bought one from him...we were going to give it to Diane but Mary said we shouldn't...in the moment of the buzz I turned around and handed it to Leo Hopi who placed in the windshield of this fancy jaguar parked in front...the rose matched it's color...
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