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![]() ![]() It was a beautiful, starlit night. Roger Tango and his date Melanie were doing a little sightseeing from the Twin Peaks lookout high above San Francisco's downtown landscape. Roger had his arm wrapped around Melanie to protect her from the cold, night wind. That was the built-in benefit of bringing a girl to Twin Peaks. Off to the north, you could see the fog pushing in past the Golden Gate Bridge. It was a lot colder than Roger thought it would be. After only a few minutes of strolling around, Melanie couldn't take the chill any longer and suggested getting back in the car to enjoy the view. Roger was wondering if he could patent this formula.Once inside the car, things began to warm up quickly even though Roger hadn't started the engine. Soon they were steaming the windows and had forgotten all about the cold and everything else outside their two-passenger universe. After only a few well-placed forays, Roger was snapped out of his romantic trance by a loud knock on the window. Funny how you can go from lust to shock to disappointment to anger so quickly. Why do the cops have to bother people who aren't bothering anybody else?
Melanie calmly but quickly straightened herself up. Maybe she'd been through this routine a time or two before.
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