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| Do you ever see someone and just think to yourself, "That's it. She's 'the one'. I'm supposed to spend the rest of my life with her,"? Or maybe it's more of a desperate, "What if she's the one I'm supposed to be with?" Well, that's how it was for me with this girl. Unfortunately, circumstances required that I leave abruptly, without having a chance to speak (or give my number) to her. My memory and the picture on the other page are the only things I have (cue violins). So, I've decided to make up for that lost opportunity. If you have (or think you have) any information regarding this stunning young woman, please contact me at [email protected] . Any information is incredibly appreciated. Please pass this URL to your friends and acquaintances--you never know who has a friend who has a brother who has a roommate who has a cat who knows a guy in Brooklyn who knows who she is. |
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| Go Back | ||||||||||||
| I was the boyish-looking brown girl with the ugly green jacket, small blue purse, and big black camera taking pictures of you (her). | ||||||||||||
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| people have bothered to read this page. | ||||||||||||