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We were stuck at Ditmars Astoria on Saturday around 4. You had a Canon camera and blue eyes and curly hair and said you were coming back from meeting a friend. You were from New Jersey and got off at Queensboro Plaza. It seemed like there was something there but that the stop took us both by too much of surprise to make the move.
On the very small chance that you see this—I’d like to ask you on a date
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