Valencia Street was quieting as I approached the less hopping southerly blocks, and my options were dwindling. I had to decide now or head home for my own Spartan cooking, boiled chicken, and a few episodes of Royal Pains. Not tonight. The fluorescent lights of one storefront beamed, urgently, as if to me directly, an indisputable beacon. I crossed the street diagonally. I would have dinner at Udupi Palace.
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Bad Boys are not necessarily badly behaved. Bad boys love their moms, in fact they have an unusually strong attachment (Perhaps stemming from a life of together trembling before a dominant, charismatic, yet hurtful dad? Hurt people hurt people. Yet this cycle is not mine to amend. I die trying.). Bad Boys are always proving their worth. They need an audience to reassure them. They take highly visible risks, they spend big. They love to talk and are great storytellers — not conversationalists, storytellers.
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Dying to visit India this year — hope this isn't going to be as close as I get!