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Silicon Valley romper room with luscious little eats. Retro reminders the likes of Twiggy and the all-white room. Orange pleather booths and hanging globe lights punctuate vast empty warehouse space. Open breeze from the street flutters the bangs of well-coiffed metrosexuals roosting on single stem barstool perches. He seemed interested in you but come to find out he's already dating his laptop. Arugula is a vegetable, sushi befriends steak, and Smirnoff used as a mixer.
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