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Today’s post goes out to someone special: Although I don’t know your name, you know who you are. You remember, don’t you? I was sitting on the couch. You walked over and asked for some tanning tips. I agreed that “people don’t dance enough these days” and you sat down next to me. You told me that you had just filmed an episode of Weeds for Showtime and asked what I was up to. I said I was working at Wired. Or maybe I said that I owned Wired. Or owned all magazines. Let’s just say I was trying to impress you. I don’t recall much about the rest of our conversation, other than you were very sweet, were wearing a lot of black eyeliner and that your hair kind of smelled like clouds. If you’re reading this I just put my hand to my ear with the pinky and thumb extended and mouthed the words “Call me”! – Kiran

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