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We were in the gun shop together. You told me my daughter was beautiful. I asked you what you were picking up. We briefly discussed some of the guns I built. Due to an unfortunate malfunction of a lock you were unable to get your gun. As you turned to leave and passed by the chair I was sitting in you touched my knee and said goodbye. I few minutes later I left and I thought you were leaving the parking lot in a burgundy Camaro covered in road salt. You were parked next to my red sports car. Did we have a connection? If so, and you find this, reply with the gun model you were there to pickup.
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