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Saturday Night at the Opal Hotel’s Blue Note Bar & Lounge “Cock size,” Mia said, unflinching as if she had just ordered a Coke. The guy seated across from her wearing the suede vest and grey tam –what was up with that, by the way?– sputtered his water back into his glass. Wiping the dribble from the bottom of his lip, he coughed, “I…what? Seriously?” Mia shrugged her shoulder and popped her eyebrow. “Yeah, of course.” The guy blinked. He asked, “Cock size? Just like that? That’s what you have to say is what’s most important to you in a life partner?” “More like ON a life partner,” she explained, “Wouldn’t make sense if it was IN him now, would it?” He sat back in his chair, shaking his head slightly, shooing away the fly …