Track Phone Guy

Champaign IL

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To the dreamy guy that picked me up at Nola's Rock bar last Saturday Night, drove me to his apartment in his 2008 white Kia soul with a red door on the passenger side. I adored every minute we spent together snuggled up behind your apartment complex by the dumpster since your parents were in town and took over your studio apartment. Your Pilsbury dough boy metaphor was so complex and I really need to see you again so we can dig deeper into your philosophical mind. I know you said your track phone didn't have minutes until the beginning of this week but the number you gave me rang out of service. I drive by your place but never see you around, I hope this reaches you so we can spend another night looking into the stars.