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my future husband votes

as i was walking around the corner to the school behind my house where the voting takes place, i noticed a man walking down the stairs of a newly renovated brownstone that has apartments in it.

this was from 30 feet away... i saw him turn the corner in the direction of the polls...

as i approached the polling area, he was standing there... looking puzzled... he asked me, "is this the right place?" no, he's not a dolt. the place isn't marked well and is a little daunting with children running all over the place.

"it is, here, follow me" said i...

his last name starts with a K... i shan't say what it is...

i don't know the first name, but i know where he lives and his last name. yes... i am planning on stalking.

as i left the school, i had to walk the block and a half to my car.

i heard footsteps behind me... it was K...

as i reached my car, he was still there and slowing down, stepping into the street near me...

i took off my coat before i got into my car and he stopped at a red car that was parked in front of my house... opened the door and got in...

he looks like my ex-eric... but cuter... nice voice... and lives 40 feet from me...

jersey city isn't looking too bad right now~!

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