i'm sitting in starbucks and clive owen just walked in.
the store is alsmot totally empty. he's looking at me. omg he's looking at me. i'm sort of smiling like a lame lame lame homo. he's looking away. he's waiting for his iced coffee. he's wearing a suit. is he filming nearby? holy crap he is gorgeous. he is transcendent. how can he, like,
be?
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