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I used to pick you up from your dad’s house, and we would have some fun near Tabor…that is a massive oversimplification of our history, but that is the most recent other than our arguments over the years, and yet I still think of you regularly and how great we always fit together and how amazing it always felt. I was thinking of you again today, though I have long since lost your number and have subsequently changed mine. I just wanted you to know, if you ever read this, that I was thinking of you and how much fun it was when we could have fun, and I wish we could again…this time in my bed, though, and not in the car.
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