“Can I rub your temples?” asked a young woman, as a bunch of us leaned against the curb, watching the most excellent, cheery, fiercely talented and infectiously rousing Dovekins (a band you’ll be hearing from soon, Hipster Folk Nation).
“Hah, hah, that sounds like a Hindu pickup line,” says I.
“Yah: ‘…With my mouth,'” laughed my friend Joey.
Credit, or blame, is equally shared with Ms. Joey Walker.
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