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For My Neighbor (West Side/ Allentown)
You: early 20s, red-head.
Me: early 20s, curly hair, African-American.
You're the neighbor I never see, though I hear you sometimes coming home late. We've only met once -- I made a little joke about how we were matching. I didn't get up the courage to ask you then, but: Will you sign for my UPS packages while I'm out? It's been several times now that I've come home to that little sticky note on my door telling me I've missed another delivery. I know it's a long shot, but maybe you'll see this.
If you're interested in some parcel-service collaboration (maybe FedEx, too), please respond with what color we were both wearing.
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Couldn't help but giggle...I enjoyed reading this.....I wrote a poem that has a similar feeling to this, so this was an automatic 'Like' for me...
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