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I just saw the cutest girl in a yellow shirt and light wash jeans who was shoe shopping. You were nervously dropping shoes and checking me out every chance you got, Which made me feel great because I was doing the same to you. There was no doubt we were each other’s type. You had great tattoos on your right arm and leg from what I could tell.
You rang up and left first and I didn’t get to see you again, but you even turned to look back at me as you left. I was hoping you’d be waiting in your car but no such luck. But maybe you’re checking this as soon as I’m typing it? I haven’t sensed a connection like that in a long time
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