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Welcome to Venus Blaine's new beginning. Escaping the memories and pain of a past life young, enthusiastic Venus plans to live her life to the fullest. Prepare for a Venus' rebirth in New Orleans. ---------- "Can I get a cranberry vodka?" Venus said sitting at the counter. "Coming right up. Also I love your tat." The bartender complimented. Venus' upper ribs were exposed showcasing her healed tattoo. It was what looked like runic letters written in bold. "Thanks. To be honest I don't even know when I got this. Pretty sure I was drunk." They both laughed as the bartender handed her the drink and went to serve someone else. Venus sat at the bar sipping boredly. "Love?" Venus turned her head to the smooth voice. She was met with soft green eyes. The man leaned in closer. "Hey, buddy. Personal space alright." She leaned away from him. "Apologizes. I just saw you sitting here looking lonely." "I'm sorry? Look if this is all the game you have, you need to go back home and rethink what women find attractive, cause this," She pointed to his body. " is not it. Not at all. Unless your aiming for a restraining order." She smiled, winked, left a $10 bill on the table, and walked out Rousseaus'.
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