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Her photo just happened to show a corner of Arthur's car charm. It was easy to recognize.
She wrote: [My nervousness is yours, my love letters are yours, my sleepless nights are yours, the April mornings are yours.]
She added a shy emoji.
So coy, hinting but not saying outright.
I commented: [The man I don't want is yours, too.]
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