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You - College-age cutie in incredibly tight white summer top at Nordstrom's / Woodfield Sun-aft; Ballerina sort with prominent pointers;
Me - Older, kind of face-in-the crowd asst shipping clerk at foreign parts manufacturer plant in Elk Grove / Centex; Lovable dumpling with a Styrofoam imagination and a good 401K;
I held door for you as we were both walking in and you said, "Thanks";
I replied: "Sure," and then accidentally bumped my head on the door; Did not draw blood;
That was it but I can still feel the magnetism... Could be great learning thing for you in human nature and hidden goodness; Maybe we could go to an Anthrax concert... I'd even lay off the mushrooms if you wanted me to drive.
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