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The first time we talked for four hours and had extra wipped (spelling?) cream.

The second time we talked about how writing is theraputic and how I should become a blogger. Then I told him how I packed my stuff and ran away from a place i used to call home.

The third time, we met in AH at a little italian resturant and we were shocked that we had met before. Then we kissed.

That's how it all began...