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gilbert loves ingrid!

This one was written recently by our friend Gilbert at a bar in Mexico City called El Estribo. Here’s the text in case you can’t make out Gilbert’s handwriting on the napkin:

What’s In It For Me?
She said as I offered
to buy her a drink.
I hesitated then decided
to reply with a wink.
“Stop trying so hard,
you’ll ruin the mood,”
she said as she smiled
and she stood.
She headed to the restroom
with a stroll and with some rife.
I was content and sat back
knowing she was my wife.

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