I want to tell you a failed love story called "4 hours of Jasmine". Today I was sitting at a cafe in Rotterdam. Next to me there was this beautiful woman who was staring at my face. I knew it was because of my green mascara, so I said "yes, my eyelashes are green". She went all red. We started a conversation. Her name was Jasmine and she was from California. She never asked what my name was. Jasmine told me she was lonely and lost in this new city. I told her I was not lonely, but lost and wanted wine. We went to a bar. She never had wine at 1pm before. It made her happy. Our conversation was deep. She said she had never felt this comfortable opening up to anyone before. After, I took her to a museum and showed Rubens. She said she had never been to a museum to see arts before. Jasmine learnt she loved 20th century artists. When we left the place, she asked me whether I'd go on a date with her. My heart froze. I had to tell her that I was very much into men. I offered her my friendship instead. She said that it wouldn't be enough, and that she could already forsee her heart being terribly shattered into pieces. She said bye and left. It brought up many feelings and reminded me of my own heartbreaks. So now I'm drinking wine alone. Oh Jasmine Jasmine.
p.s. it is a real baby.
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