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One fall Friday night - two young men - one passed out on the street and the other too drunk to know how to help, but determined to stay with his friend. I stopped to help. He said that a friend was coming by to pick them up - so I drove home to put away groceries.
When I came back to help, you had moved the one passed out to the side of the road and covered him with a covering to keep him warm. Their sober friend drove up and I helped you get the young men into his car. I was impressed on how you helped the guys after a long day of work. We exchanged names, but I forgot yours. You are thirtyish and I am sixtyish. The friend who picked up the young men was their same age (and not a parental figure - which does not surprise me upon reflection). Would like to connect - I assume we are all down low so no pictures needed.
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