We lived across the street from eachother when we were twelve. We actually met later on in high school. I used to sit in front of Dan, talking his ear off, and making him laugh. Each of us took different paths after high school. It seemed like every time I came back to visit Texas I would run into him (the bank line at Wells Fargo or the Flying Saucer). Finally I moved back home for good and of course we ran into eachother again. We exchanged numbers and the rest is history
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