That title sounds like a bad ripoff of a great O. Henry story. Appropriate, somehow.
It's suddenly important to know if you are alive and well. Was that you going NW on Lockhill-Selma? I was going SE, waiting to turn left onto Carolwood.
Your type of vehicle, general appearance were as remembered; I wouldn't have caught your attention: my vehicle and appearance are different. The stink-bomb transport is still going, albeit semi-retired, but I'm generally in a white SUV.
It wasn't until I thought it was you that it became important to know that you're ok, and I was excited and happy to think you were. You hadn't been active in my awareness; but now you are again, and on my mind. I sincerely hope you let me know. No expectations beyond that.
Aaand since this is CL, and nothing really has changed in 4 or 5 years, please let me know what is your least favorite country to visit as of 2017 or where you said you would like to retire.
XO
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