We Danced At Sawyers

North Second Street near Locust Street, Harrisburg PA

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I don’t know why I didn’t ask your name or talk to you. But you were walking by me while I was dancing and you stopped and danced with me at Sawyers on Saturday night (8/14). You were wearing bleached (maybe white) denim shorts with a patterned bralette/ bustier. You also had dark straight hair and were with another woman as well as a tall white man with a Phillies jersey on. I was wearing a black crop top with red embroidered lettering, desert camo pants, black sneakers, a choker, and dark curly hair. I’m going to go back to Sawyers this Saturday hoping to see you there ask your name and dance with you again. I can’t get over the missed opportunity of getting to know who you are, the mystery of you has been racing through my mind ever since. Feel free to reach out as well if you’d like!