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It was at the post office, you were friendly and I'm an idiot for walking out the door without finding out who you were. I'm post lockdown trauma lost for words and completely out of practice. I imagine you are amazing, I wish you the best of luck in everything you do. I'm starting to feel like the involuntary serendipitous monk. Perhaps we shall meet again?
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