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I often shop at Fred Meyer on 196th. You were a short, petite brunette with kind eyes who used to work in, I believe, restocking.
I remember we once locked eyes and you gave me the most brilliant smile I've ever seen. I felt like you looked at me longer than most women would, and I looked away, the shy mathematician that I am. This was pre-pandemic, circa 2019. It's possible you've met someone since then.
I haven't seen you at the store in at least six months. Maybe you’ve quit, or maybe you've moved.
Numerically inclined guys aren't exactly the most interesting people, but I just had to put this out there into the universe. I hope you're happy wherever you are.
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