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That one guy..
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Ongoing, First published Apr 09, 2015
Standing on the corner between Fifth Avenue and Main Street is where I first spotted those tan arms and light blue eyes. He looked so perfect standing there, his hair swayed ever so perfectly, the moment was perfect. Until I realized I was staring at him.
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