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on Thu, Jun 28, 2012 at 3:50 PM
You walk by and give me creep eyes whenever you're in the building and I try to shoot them back any chance I get. Perhaps you're a cyberman, those headphones your robotic earpieces, transmitting (uncharacteristic) friendly vibes. We should be pals. —Love to See You Read
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on Wed, Jun 27, 2012 at 2:05 PM
Didn't I see you cross the way in the spring? You made me melt. —Winter
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on Wed, Jun 27, 2012 at 1:55 PM
Now if I open the window...blind, will you make the marriage...bed? And if I plead amnesia, will you like the sound of it? —Paper Moon
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on Wed, Jun 27, 2012 at 12:54 PM
To the band that practices Sundays on Pepperell Street, thanks for the afternoon tunes. Your Rolling Stones cover of "Loving Cup" sounded great while I was working in the yard. —Chop Saw
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on Tue, Jun 26, 2012 at 9:14 AM
I saw a group of people working on their plots in the new city garden at the corner of Robie Street and Quinpool Road. I really admired your effort and cannot wait to see the results. Congrats to everyone involved in getting this idea into motion---our city will benefit in so many ways! —Loves Green Stuff
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on Mon, Jun 25, 2012 at 2:40 PM
One time you told me "You don't know what you're missing."
Now I know, and I'm missing it a lot. Best Kisses EVER. Thanks for all the kissing. —XO
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on Mon, Jun 25, 2012 at 1:18 PM
To the lovely man that stopped in the Dartmouth Commons to help a young injured crow, call Hope for Wildlife, and move it out of harm's way. I checked for it on my way home and it was gone. I trust your kindness helped it recover and it lived to learn to fly another day. Thanks for taking the time, and being such a nice guy. —Animal Lover
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on Mon, Jun 25, 2012 at 12:09 PM
To the good-looking guy at a home store in Dartmouth Crossing.
I was looking for a paint person to help me decide on what paint to get for my stained ceiling. You stopped and asked me what I needed since I was freaking out because the store was closing. Even though it wasn't your department, you said you help receiving with the night crew. Thank you so much for your help and for taking the time to bring what I needed to my cart. You are such a sweet cute person with a nice sexy accent. Hope to see you again. You mentioned a party or fundraiser Saturday but I didn't take any details, I wil support whatever you do and love to show up. Please comment if you see my posting. —The Ceiling Paint Girl Who Loved Your Hat
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on Mon, Jun 25, 2012 at 11:30 AM
What did we start? A huge raging inferno of desire that's becoming as confusing as it is satisfying. I don't think I can let go now that you've got such a hold of me. I don't know where this will lead us eventually, but for now I'm enjoying the ride.
This week will be so difficult but I'm determined not to cave in first... Let's just see how long it takes before the itch becomes unbearable. —Girl with the Broken Halo
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on Mon, Jun 25, 2012 at 10:50 AM
We met March 2009 in the early afternoon, I bought beer and walked by to my place on Brunswick Street. You are an amazing and resilient woman. You shared with me some sad times, like being in prison (jail time for a number of years), surviving breast cancer after a double mastectomy, the scary news you so bravely told me about your current health status. When you told me your age and asked me mine, I said "take a guess," you did and I didn't have the heart to disagree with it, but your response was so delightful to see, you laughed, smiled so much and said, "That's the first time I guessed someone's age and got it right."
Despite being hurt and let down by others, what you've been through and are going through health-wise, you are keeping a wonderful outlook and positive attitude in life, and I've learned so much in those brief hours that afternoon.
I'd so love to reunite before it's too late. I'm writing this because maybe some of this could help me.
She is a mother, and she did leave a number for me, I may have misdialed three years ago, but was so shocked when it wasn't her on the other end. We connected on a level that even the best Hollywood movie could ever dream of coming up with. So I google the number and I did get out the fact that the owner's name started with the letter "A". I now realize the fact that with her being 50 now, and her health factor that if she did leave me a number that was not her's, maybe she didn't want to burden her health on me, and to move on in life maybe without her, even as a friend which is what I wanted anyway.
Please could you bring some insight people? I'm presently making YouTube videos sharing this story and hopefully it'll go viral. This is an honest, truthful letter of love indeed. Take care all. —Woohaw
