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It was Sunday morning by the corner of Steinway and 30th Avenue. You caught me glancing at your package outside the drug store as you walked by me. I couldn't help but stare because obviously there was quite a performance going on inside your track pants. I was too timid too shy to ask you if I could help you out with that.
If you happen to read this and you dont mind a hard working admirer then let me know please.
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