Man Was he a Real Hunk

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Just a few hours ago as I was walking to the main entrance of the office building, when I saw a very tall man in white leaning on the post across from the door. Man was he hot! He reminds me of a college hunk, back when I was still in high school. I had a huge crush on this guy, who by the way knew the girls were dying to see him playing basketball or walking down the hallway of our classrooms. His girls weren't that pretty, but man was he a gentleman! There was this one time our eyes met and suddenly, he winked at me. I was barely 14 then, and now I'm 24. I thought my sight was playing tricks on me when I met this new guy just this afternoon. He's the exact replica of my old crush. Is the world trying to make me look back on the past, he sent this man to relive the memories of yesterday, when I had to duck my head down, like a turtle pulling its head back, whenever he passed by our house? I moved out of the house when I was barely 17, and has never stayed for more than a couple of months before I head on out again for the big, wild city, which I think is trying to spit me out, and I'm just too stubborn not to see it. You see, I'm still a provincial girl trying to be a big city girl to no avail. This tall man has a mission. This man is trying to make me realize something. That I don't know.