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I fear that my heart has been arrested by a woman in uniform. Oh officer #2541, your beauty has handcuffed me. It must have been fate's intervention that brought us together earlier today, on the sidewalk in front of the Gap. I can think of no other possible explanation that brought you to my car, to write me that parking ticket. The way you completed that form was almost poetic, and your handwriting is finer than a grandmother's doily. Was it destiny that made me leave my spare change in my beige Dockers? Did the timeclocks of love synchronize for us, tempting chance's wrath to bring us together? Never before have I felt this way for an officer of peace. But peace and love mesh together like so much woven fibreglass, and the bond could not be any stronger than if it was matted to my heart with an epoxy resin. Your voice still rings through my now-lovespun head; the words of appeal you spoke repeat through my mind like like a sonnet. I cannot but count the days to our date--in court--where we will gaze into each others eyes. Please, dear officer #2541, do not hide behind your badge, for I cannot resist you, and I will forever wear your badge of love with pride. Gentle officer
#2541, I beseech you; let this moment when our two worlds collided be
the ticket to our future together. My love for you is an admission of
guilt that only you can sentence.
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Luc
Beauthoaise, The Hopeless Romantic
