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At the Publix on 17/92 and Button Rd., we were both looking for pumpkins, and I helped you pull one out that you couldn't reach. We talked for a few minutes, and you told me about how your brother plans to use his pumpkins. As I left with my hot chocolate, you mentioned that you love hot chocolate... I should have invited you for some, but wasn't quick enough as I walked away.
Something about that brief connection felt incredibly familiar, like maybe we had met before. I'm not sure why, or where we might have met, but it definitely felt different from any other chance conversation. If you would be open to talking, even just casually, I'd love to hear from you.
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