After a month driving the magic taxi I was about to give up on ever finding the perfect host. That’s when this amazing couple got in. They were young, rich and hot. As they were getting out at the airport on their way to Europe, I smiled and said, “Have a nice day.” I was looking at him but my mind was apparently on her. As the taxi sped off I started crying in frustration. Fortunately Steve was there to console me. By the time we landed in Paris I had accepted my fate. I have a pretty amazing life and boyfriend after all.
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