Thursday, February 7, 2008

UNTITLED.

This man manages to convey loneliness, lust, guilt, self-loathing, and desperate hope in a little over 100 words.

UNC and Franklin Street - m4w


I am so hesitant to even post this… but I have been thinking about it for days. I’ve seen you a few times near UNC and I am thinking you are probably a student there. Our eyes caught each other’s gaze once, and I think we both held the look a little longer than normal. I’m not sure why you were looking back, but I was mesmerized. Here’s the catch, and you know it, you are young enough to be my daughter, and frankly, that is scary and exciting.

Well, if you think you are the one I’m talking about, write back. Yes, I was the executive looking guy… not a prof.

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