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You sat down next to me at the bar at Chuy’s in Southlake. When I asked about your injured thumb, you told me that it had been closed in a car door. As you were leaving for your movie, you mentioned that you had a son who is a firefighter. I wanted to talk with you more, but I’d just met up with a friend whom I’d not seen in a few years, and I didn’t want to be rude. I’d like to meet you sometime for a drink and a meal.
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