So, I've got no clue if people check these things anymore --- hell, I know I never check them. And, yet, you drove me to post a hope, even if I feel embarrassed about doing so! Honestly, you probably didn't even notice me, but I surely noticed you, so maybe this isn't even a missed connection, more of a wish...
You were at a table with a bunch of your friends --- most, if not all, were girls, and the table was basically directly in front of the take-out section of Alto Cinco. You were wearing a skirt, I think, with boots and long black (or dark blue?) socks, you had brown hair and I'm fairly sure you were wearing either a white, off-white, or light brown t-shirt; you turned around and looked right at my best friend and me; she was wearing black shorts and a black shirt, I was wearing a brown flannel shirt and grey pants; I have a beard and short brown hair. Anyway, we couldn't quit talking about you all the way home through Thornden Park, sincerely.
If this description sounds like you, or my very vague and basically generic description of nearly 100 other people in Westcott stokes some memory inside you, then respond to this post; I'd love to get together for a cup of coffee or a sit near the rose garden, just saying.
BYE.
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