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looking, searching, wanting: the look across a crowded room, at some woman, a vision of beauty, at least at that moment, that makes me want to walk across and say hello to her; walking down the street and seeing this piece of meat that makes me turn my head to follow her as she walks by me; i want that magical feeling of infatuation, of lust that i can mistake for love at first sight, that bodily reaction to an attractive female. that and no more, or no less
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