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The guys I met were nice. Ended up just not being my type. Keep in touch with one still.
It was a job. And yes, maybe because I was a girl but it wasn't all peachy keen. Think about it. Getting about 10 emails a day from random dudes with maybe one (mostly none) having some wit to them. And the stupid winks. Those things are ridiculous. About three times as much as the emails. What am I supposed to do with a wink? Introduce yourself in a nice email. Not one that says, "wassup? You look hot in your picture."
Wow. My prince in shining armor...
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