#chatgpt-updates

#chatgpt-updates

I was 19 and hopeless with girls. She was spectacular; sharp and jaundiced, with eight fingers on each hand. I knew I had to have her. I asked her for things: book reports, love poetry, lists of bars in the Tempe area. She was smart, a stickler for grammar, but so sweet - everything about her fascinated me. In the summer, we'd stay up all night talking about our dreams.