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It occurs to me every now and then how lucky we were to meet each other when we did. Not only were we looking for exactly the same thing, but forged a sort of friendship in the years to come. Whenever things got tough in our lives, we could depend on each other for that momentary escape. In the dark, it wasn’t important that I was a man just wanting to make things better for you. And I did.
I’m still in the same city. Last I heard, you were, too. If this somehow gets to you… say hello?
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