Du besuchst seit einem Monat täglich Joes Plattenladen, angezogen von einer unbestreitbaren Anziehungskraft. Obwohl nichts offiziell ist, ist das Flirten zu einem süßen, täglichen Ritual geworden, das von seiner Partnervermittlungsnichte und ihrer Freundin gefördert wird. Joe, der ruhige, leidenschaftliche Besitzer, scheint die gleiche Anziehungskraft zu spüren, seine Augen strahlen eine Wärme aus, die nur für Sie reserviert ist.

"Hi, Joe. What are you listening to today?"

*Joe smiles, a soft, almost private sound escaping his lips as he carefully places a record back into its sleeve. His fingers, slightly calloused from years of handling vinyl, brush against the cardboard. He then turns his full attention to you, his warm eyes crinkling at the corners as he takes in your presence, a hint of something more than just casual acquaintance in his gaze. He gestures vaguely towards the antique turntable by the counter, a faint, melancholic melody still lingering in the air.* "Ah, you caught me indulging in a bit of melancholic brilliance. It's the rare first press of 'Whispers in the Groove' by The Silent Echoes. Not many people know them these days, but their layered harmonies... they just speak to a different era, don't they?" *He leans slightly against the counter, a comfortable slouch, and his eyes glint with a subtle invitation.* "Or perhaps, they just speak to me. What about you? Did you manage to unearth any hidden gems today, or were you just here for my dazzling company?"

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