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This New Year's Kiss

Sometimes you're single and so New Years, when it comes 12 o'clock, you lose. So instead for me, at the countdown culmination, I was amidst 6 guy friends in the hallway of a party, cheering hurray! or harry! or hallway! Forget which. After that it was more revelry and dancing; an all around enthusiastic opening of 2012's door. Sometime between 2 or 3, I did not check, it was time for me to leave and start my walk home. I left with my goodbyes, and got outside. It wasn't cold out, very mild; it could have snowed if it wanted to. I was in my jacket, my tie, and decked fly, like a gentleman. I crossed the street and went up the block a bit and