She friended me on Facebook. Not once, not twice, but a few times. Her profile photo made her look fantastic. Clearly, the plastic surgery worked. The way she flaunted her assets in photo after photo made her a prime candidate for some Sports Illustrated spread. She probably was too short to be a real model, I'd concluded. I never met her. Didn't know her. I don't even remember her name. But every time that friend request came in,...
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