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I was riding my bike (red) down the Tryon Creek Trail just after the college when I saw you walking around the building. The pink hair and the striped sweats/leggings won’t escape my mind. You turned around and it only got better after the smile. I looked back a couple more times but the distance was too vast. I ride the same way usually late afternoons. A man can dream
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