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I was pushing my dead, electric scooter. And you turned around to offer me a ride - seeing that my scooter was clearly dead. This was right before the really, really dark part of the park. You were driving a crossover of some sort, I think, fancy tale lights for sure. In hindsight I should have accepted your offer. Although I couldn't see you when we talked, I liked something about your voice-I just didn't want to inconvenience you with thr burden of helping me.. So I'd like to say thank you kind sir.
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