Bay Bridge Toll Plaza

“Are you married?” he asked me as he took my three dollars.
“No,” I answered, turning down the radio.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Will you marry me?”
“Thank you,” I said, smiling as I drove towards the city.

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