Today I met...who knows who he is. I was walking down the street in my prized Frye boots that kept me warm and beautiful at the same time. Only problem is, they don't get along well with the cobblestone streets of Ireland. I was walking down the street from school and tripped, one of probably five times that day. As usual, I kept moving acting like nothing happened until I heard a voice behind me, "That was close." Oh great. He proceeded to tell me a story that involved him, rain, cowboy boots and O'Connell Street. Can't say I was paying attention much, I just laughed and walked along beside him and the next thing I knew he sped up and was gone. Very strange encounter.
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