lost ...& not found
...what started out as a nice shopping experience on melrose ...3 new dresses, a couple pairs of shoes ... quickly turned very sour the moment i realized my keys had vanished in the process... and that is not to mention that my cell phone... my one and only connection to any friend kind enough to help... and my landlord ...was in the car ...that i had lost my keys to... the evening sky had crept up on me... and somehow melrose avenue seemed to change faces... all worked out in the end... i have somehow managed to put my life back in order... although the keys remain un-found... and i do believe the "locksmith" i called this morning to jimmy rig my car door open (because AAA didn't now how in their attempt last night) ...may have also been employed by the mob... quite the character ...its nice to know though... that even when all seems lost... and you find yourself alone on the street corner ...in a short dress ...with multiple heavy shopping bags... at night ...when your locked out of your car and home ...that there is always an old friends number you remember (Rory's) ...and someone else she can call to come get you ; )
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Ur funny
I like the story.