A woman in her thirties, divorced, rather nice, knocked on her neighbor Marcel’s door. Marcel, a middle-aged bachelor with a penchant for solitude, opened the door to find her standing there with a mischievous glint in her eye.
“I have a crazy desire to have fun, get drunk, and make love all night long,” she declared with a grin, her words hanging in the air like a tantalizing invitation to adventure.
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