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Guy of My Dreams?

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She looks over at him. His slick black hair, his red baseball jacket… No ring on his finger or girl on his arm… Seems social - talking, laughing with his friends. I decide, I’ll talk to him. What have I to lose?
“Bye, guys!” I hear him say with a lisp as he picks up a Coach purse.





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