"Why don't you photograph me on the lamp post?" She said. She marched to the said post, arms swinging like Popeye, and leapt onto it. She then flashed a grin. She resembled a tree-dwelling primate. I felt silly and looked around, embarrassed by the attention from onlookers. "Live a little, it's only a post," she quipped, and then leapt down and landed with a squat. Oh heck. I climbed up, giggling.
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