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't possibly go to the supermarket to pick out women's underwear. The supermarket was right next to his house, and he didn't want to endure the pointing and gossiping behind his back later, so he only...cing the dry bar. He clearly knew what she meant, but he still didn't know how to keep it a secret! That kind of thing, could you tell a child about it!"Oh, you're getting worked up!" He reached out...