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January 15, 2001
Today. Today I am thinking about someone I met Saturday. A friend of a friend. I like him, he was flirty, and he lives in the wrong place. But he's kinda dreamy. Tall. Nice hands. Good hair. I should probably just let it go. It's always something. A couple of weeks ago it was the stranger who quoted Beaudelaire to me.
Posted by rosebaby at January 15, 2001 03:42 PM
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