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Wormhole Coffee Shop I was sitting near you earlier today (Sunday) at the Wormhole. You left before I could slip you my number, but I thought you were really cute (and you looked like a decent guy, although I suppose you could have been an asshole for all I know). We were sitting at the same table and you were listening to music on your computer as you sketched in your notepad. (I was diggin' the sketch, by the way, as I nonchalantly tried to look at it. Not sound creepy, of course.) You also must like bikes, because I think you had a bike with you. I like bikes too! So look at that, we already have something in common. I have no idea if you frequent this coffee shop often, but maybe we'll run into each other again and I'll summon up enough nerves (*insert and Hobbes "it'll build your character!" phrase here*) to ask for your digits.

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