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You were returning something, I was wandering around the store... half looking for something I kinda knew they didn't have, half trying to check you out without seeming creepy. I loved your ink, and your voice. You seemed interested, and I thought you might have been checking me out, but I'm bad at that stuff... I could be wrong. I regret not saying anything to you, I wish I had, but I can at least hope you see this...
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