Before the apocalypse

Raleigh NC

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We met at a coffee shop then the apocalypse hit and the wind blew us apart. I’d like to get up with you. To jog your memory… You called me Superman. I had a lock of hair that had fallen down on my forehead and the stature of Mr Kent. This keeps getting flagged… why? Is there another Superman in north Raleigh whom is jealous? For Pete’s sake… I don’t even have a cape!