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You: Redhead with sublime shirt tucked into cool jeans. We definitely locked eyes and I had a moment where all I wanted to say, "That's a cool shirt." You were with your grandmother and I didn't dare. You helped her from kiosk to kiosk and that was all I could think about for the rest of the day.
Me: Tall, dark and clueless. I ended up in the kiosk/station next to you and your attended ended up helping me when she had finished working with you and your Grandma.
I just wanted to tell you how cool your shirt was. Hit me up?
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