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46. Dean

Dean wore plaid shirts, unfaded jeans and Peterbilt belts. At all our junior high dances, he politely and bravely asked me to dance. I always declined, secretly hoping for a “better” partner who never materialised. Unforgivably vain. I’m sorry, Dean.


Very touching. Too bad we don't have adult perspective at that age, eh?