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She was as Irish as "Paddy's pig", yet her olive skin glowed with evidence that she had the blood of the Spanish Conquistador's. Her eyes sparkled as she sat by her window and I wondered who this vision of an Angel could be. I wanted to say something, but she was three stories up. When she stood to look at me my heart throbbed wildly with excitement. Her cut off shorts showcased a beautiful pair of legs. "How could I only be living two blocks away from her and never have noticed her before,?" I wondered to myself.