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Remember that night in two thousand two, it was me and you, on the prowl, in downtown Salt Lake City. The Olympics, it was me and you.. That was the crew, best friends almost family. We have been through so much, It sucks, that we've lost touch, it is rough without you but I manage.. I think about you often, In my dreams I see you, wishing I was the one with you. 2002 was a year to remember in the cold winter months of downtown Salt Lake City... The Olympics were in town and boy did Consuelo and I make the most of our experience.. To start my night of right I mixed my Cognac with my ice tea, and put something in the air. Life was great... Downtown was incredible, everything was brighter and there were so many tourists.. It was awesome... To be continued...... Jared Pickett 12/8/09 Asavvy1

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Date: 12/9/2009 7:49:00 PM
Very nice Jared..enjoyed...Marty
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Date: 12/9/2009 2:19:00 PM
Lovely start to this three parter, of i go to the next part of the trilogy >> James
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Date: 12/9/2009 9:08:00 AM
Excellent thus far, must read on... Smiles from Lolita
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Date: 12/9/2009 8:59:00 AM
Please do continue... sounds like an incredible journey... and thanks for your comment on my poem, the vintage jacket
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Date: 12/9/2009 7:06:00 AM
Miss Salt Lake do you?.....I'll bet it wasn't as cold as here today....Dad
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Date: 12/9/2009 6:40:00 AM
You stated the night off right..Something in the air, hmmm......Thanks for letting us in Jared...TAH
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Date: 12/9/2009 5:16:00 AM
Thankxxx .. u are too kind... u enchance my poetic gift and your compliments are deeply touching that u were happy with the co-write... on to bigger and better writes... luv.. Linda-Marie "Sweetheart of Poetry Soup
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Date: 12/9/2009 5:13:00 AM
Soup Mail to my better half ... in writing poetry, that is..... luv...
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Date: 12/8/2009 8:24:00 PM
Absolutely enthralling tale of sex and luv.. my mind is waiting with baited breath to read Part 2 ... luv.. "Sweetheart"
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Date: 12/8/2009 7:11:00 PM
Sounds like it was an awesome time for you. Great imagery..thanks so much for sharing and for your kind comments~Mary
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Date: 12/8/2009 2:36:00 PM
When we love somebody and lose touch it hurts..and it cuts deep..it takes time for wounds to be healed,I can understand you indeed i can,,heartfelt..Im sure ,, one day you ll find someone who loves you truely,indeed this i believe--your friend Charma
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Date: 12/8/2009 2:02:00 PM
enjoyed reading, today
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Date: 12/8/2009 1:24:00 PM
Interesting story to tell. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
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Date: 12/8/2009 1:05:00 PM
Sounds like a most memorable time in your life, Jared. It's a shame you and Consuelo lost touch. Perhaps you can find her using the internet. She may be delighted to hear from you again! Love, Carolyn
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