This morning I was beaten senseless by an incredibly вusтy woman on the elevator. It happened like this: …..
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The elevator slowed down and stopped at the sixth floor where this drop-dead woman with an incredible rack got on….

I couldn’t help but stare at her fun bags as the elevator doors closed, then she asked me, “Would you please press one?” ….

So I did.
I don’t remember much after that.