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Meet Floyd from Cloverdale. He was one of the vendors. We spotted him and thought he was adorable and then he made his way over to me. If only I was about 30 years older... I met another tall vendor at the dip stand (you know those awesome dips where you add mayo and sour cream and you stand there and dip pretzel sticks in there) who loved my height too. He wasn't as old as Floyd, but was out of my age range, and married. Why is it that older men think I'm awesome but I can't catch a break from guys my age?
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