It was November 27 and around midnight at the Monterey pub. You were sleeping (snoring) at the end of the bar. As you came to every 2 to 3 minutes you took a sip of your hazy IPA, I couldn’t help but notice your piercing blue eyes.
I would love the chance to get to know you. I think you’re different from other guys. It’s hard to find a man brave enough to rock a camel coat.
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