My chest is not public domain. Passing by you on the sidewalk is not an invitation for you to grab me. So, next time keep your paws to yourself, sicko, or you'll find your weak-sauce hind parts in the filth of the Parisian gutter.
Sincerely,
Sarah
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I can't believe you didn't knock him down right there. Why do people think they can act like that?
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