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We met while you were on your lunch break. You asked me if I played an instrument. We talked for an hour, about books, religion, music, your band... It was a surprisingly pleasant afternoon. We talked so long that you were late going back to work. I almost thought you were going to ask to exchange numbers, but you got nervous and left. I wanted to excuse myself to the parking lot to give you mine, but you were already gone. I had hoped to go to your show that weekend but I couldn't make it. I've been hoping we would cross paths again. Against very low odds, I'm posting this hoping that you'll see it.
If you do, message me the name of your band. I'll tell you what book you were reading that day.
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