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It was around 7:00 PM, and we sat next to each other at the bar. I was the guy with silver hair and dressed all in black. You were the handsome, manly, stylish Italian in the torquoise shirt. Spent a half hour talking until your party arrived. I knew we had a connection, but I was too gun-shy to offer my telephone number. Now I could kick myself. It's a long shot, but I hope you see this. So I know it's you, what's my first name? Ciao, Bello!
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