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<br> I hate bars. They’re smoky, crowded, and more often than not, much too loud. Because of this, I rarely go to a bar for anything other than socializing with friends or to see a band and therefore all talking was definitely suspended.<br><br> <br><br><br><br> <br><br>That’s what I was doing at Thomas’ the night I met Parker. The band was one of those unknown indie bands that I just couldn’t miss and since no one else had any interest, I went alone. I had no intention of meeting anybody, hell, I think I’d only picked up two girls in bars in all of my thirty five years and truth be told both of those picked me up. And so it was with Parker on that night.<br><br> <br><br>The bar was crowded…and loud and I was enjoying the band and the bodies. Working on beer number while sitting at the bar I noticed this hot blonde (a dark sandy blonde to be exact) glancing at me. At first I thought that she must be looking at someone else near me but a