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Your intended bed partner sighs and pulls out what appears to be
a checklist torn out of a magazine. He or she hums and mumbles for
a few minutes, checking out your hair, teeth, and posture and making
marks on the paper. Finally, he or she says "You'll do. Let's make
it your place. Mine's being used to train Lhasa Apsos for bomb sniffing
at the moment." One cab ride later, you're both back at your apartment.
You offer your guest:
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