Looking for Kiara transgendered dog groomer

Miami FL

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I met you in a grocery store across the road from the Ramada Inn in Tuscaloosa like 15 years ago. It was the year Michael Jackson died. You worked as a dog groomer, and your name was either Kiara or Tiara. You drove a gold Mustang. My name was Bill, you were in a blue dress at the grocery store and I left a note on your car, and you came over to the Ramada to see me. The reason I never called you back is that someone robbed my room a few days later and took my wallet, which had your number in it. I couldn't call you after losing the number. I have thought about you every day since then. If you see this, or anyone who knows you sees this, please contact me. I want to know how you are doing, and I care about what happened to you. Thanks.