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You: Petite blonde-ish female working a conference lunch on May 4 at The Peabody.
Me: Short-haired female in black pants and gray blazer attending said conference (and who made repeated eye contact with you while exchanging smiles multiple times in the room and hallway.)
Maybe you're just extremely nice, but we must have grinned and batted our eyelashes at each other 50 times over the course of 2 hours. You have an amazing smile. And I wanted to tell you that - but, as luck would (not) have it, once the event was over, you were no where to be found. Sighhh.
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