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I met you in the beer garden at Hotel Wilber. It was almost closing time. We went to an after hours by the railroad tracks with a group of people. I kept accusing you of being a cop out partying. You said you had “just started a dot com with my buddy” It was raining and my shoes were all soggy. Your name was Matt and you walked me all the way back to where I was staying. You were cute and made me laugh but I can’t remember your last name and we didn’t exchange numbers…..you said you were feom North Platte
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