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As a very young man, 21 maybe 22, my friend and I used to frequent pretty much anywhere that had a live band. Punk and alternative music. We would of course drink, and most times spasm about on the dance floor independent of both each other and the rest of the world. One night I must of found the perfect balance of drunkenness, rhythm, and grace because this attractive young lady locks eyes on me as she sashays out to join me. We meet up in the center of the crowd and chaos to start dancing together. At one point my arms are on her hips and she throws back her head to laugh, exposing a lovely expanse of throat. I remember clearly the fuzzy brain clearing as I decide to take this as an invitation and lean in to start kissing her. This goes on for another 30 seconds or so until the song ends. She looks up at me smiling as we separate. I smiled back, said good-bye and walked out. A glance over my shoulder revealed her staring at me open mouthed as I left the club. My drunken self didn't even see this as a missed opportunity until hours later.