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We met Monday afternoon at Wegman’s and had a few quick, flirtatious moments. I joked with you about a certain bad driver. I’m kicking myself for not asking for your number. You’re the tall, curly-haired brunette F with a runner’s build who was completing an online shopping order (I think) and were wearing a college sweatshirt (for a school that starts with B) and short. I’m the bearded guy with glasses who seemed to be always in your way and gave us a good laugh a few times. I’d love to talk sometime.
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