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Riding the 20 bus towards Gresham yesterday, it felt like you were staring at me. I looked and our eyes locked, and you did a firm nod like we were one the same page with something. I nodded back then you got off the bus.
My inner child wants to believe I’m involved in some coordinated spy plan, but I think you’re just friendly or thought you knew me. Ready to go Kim Possible though.
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