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New year’s eve, after midnight, I was walking down state street, and you looked at me, commenting, “this one is not 20 years old”. We chatted for a little while, talked about Italian restaurants dinners we’ve dined recently at, and you were hanging out with your friend Becca.
I really wanted to hang out with you longer… came back to look for you, but I ran out of luck… you were not there…!
Let’s have a talk, whether it is on the east side of town or my west side.
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