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I went out tonight like usual, but for some strange reason this one guy looked way to familiar. After enough beers (sorry Lenny) I got up the nerve to ask him if I should know him from somewhere. He was from my past. I spent the rest of the evening choking back tears, and well, telling him we needed to talk. The memories flooded back, was/is to much to handle. How am I going to talk to this guy when he calls on me?????
Brian
To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.
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