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Second date went well...
He is a goofy, eyeglass-wearing, crooked teeth (which I couldn't help staring at. I grew up in a home where aggressive orthodontia was a religion.) shorter than average, Doc Marten-wearing guy. He seemed familiar, but more like familiar because we are both from Pennsylvania and we both play guitar.
We met at a sandwich place, and when I got there, he was already waiting in line. He went for the handshake, I went for the hug. I'm not sure why. Anyway, he PAID for lunch. That was huge...then, went outside to eat he held open the door...my salad was wrong, and he jumped up to take care of it. Awesome.
After an hour of chatting about Philly, music and careers, I realized that there was no chemistry, but we enjoyed an hour of getting to know someone new.
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yeah, the teeth thing can be a little distracting. i mean, if you want that in a guy, go look in england, right?
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