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Ours was not love at first sight.
Dairy Man was a friend of my college housemate. The first time I remember him was when he came to my door looking for her.
“Is Amanda here?” “No, sorry.” “Ok. Hey, would you like to get coffee sometime?” “Um. What was your name again?”
DM wants me to point out that I’m oversimplifying this exchange, but that was the gist. He wasn’t on my radar until that…
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