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You looked up at me when you were leaving the Chevron. Your whole head turned around and your blonde hair looked like it was swooshing in slow motion when I saw your face. You had definitely caught me looking at you in those cute little shorts. I was even playing with my beard. It was such a flash interaction, so quick, but in that moment I saw your lip twitch and pupils dilate. We were both in a hurry. I paused for a second. I wanted to talk to you. I hope I see you again somewhere. Maybe you'll see this.
Whats my hair color?
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