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Yesterday, 1:30. I walked in behind you; then you were right behind me. You, black printed top and matching black printed pants. Me, red polo with white stripes. You, stunning. I'm usually not for a loss of words but yesterday I was. You had no basket, no ring. Wish I had said something, and we had talked, and more. Wow. I can't stop thinking about you. Who are you? How can I meet you and bring you into my life. I live in Tualatin. Have a nice, big house that needs you in it. O
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