You: driving a two tone old pickup on Rosa Parks at the Greely intersection.
Me: walking on RP towards Willamette for an evening walk, Saturday
You were blasting a Blaze Foley song and completely bawling your head off 30 minutes ago. I just want to say, it’s going to be ok. If you ever want a hug or a chat, I’d be happy to, you seem really cool and I hope it was just a bad day and nothing more. I like your taste in music, let’s laugh together sometime.
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