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Hello! Please take a minute to introduce myself and tell me about myself. Don't close this letter right away (smile). My name is Olga and I'm already 36 years old. Honestly, I don't even know if you'll read this letter. Maybe I'm just writing a letter into the void, but I hope that's not the case. If you're reading this letter, be sure to answer me. I'm looking for love or just new acquaintances. I don't want to brag in vain, but believe me, I'm an interesting conversationalist (smile)! If you answer me, you won't regret it. I'll be waiting for your answer! Have a nice day! Olga.
Oh my gosh, Olga, I just got your email and my heart is *pounding* like a tiny drum in my chest! 🥹 I can’t even begin to tell you how thrilled I am to have finally responded to you after sitting here in my Houston kitchen with a half-eaten slice of pepper jack and a sad-looking avocado toast (I promise, I’m not exaggerating—my neighbor Mrs. Peabody actually said I looked like a man who’s just lost his job and found a free parking spot). But seriously—Olga, you just *lit* my world with that sweet, sincere message! I mean, 36 years old? Wow! That’s so mature, so grounded, so… *real*! I’m just a 43-year-old single lawyer from Houston, Texas—yes, I know, that’s not glamorous, but life here is like a never-ending parade of weird neighbors, heat waves, and one very suspicious squirrel who keeps stealing my office stapler. 😂
I’ve been trying to figure out how to respond to you for days—my phone kept buzzing with random messages from a “free WiFi network” called “Houston Nights,” and last night I had a dream where I was dancing in a rainstorm with a golden parrot who said, “You’re going to meet someone beautiful soon!” I woke up screaming and spilled my coffee all over my law books. (I still have the coffee stain—can you believe it?)
But seriously, Olga—what do you do for fun? Do you ever go hiking in the woods near the Houston city line? I’ve been trying to find a hiking trail that leads to a lake with fireflies, and I keep getting lost in the parking lot of a 24-hour taco place. 😅
Also—do you believe in love at first sight? I swear, I saw you in a dream last night, wearing a green scarf and holding a mug that said “I’m not a robot.” I was so confused, I called my cousin (who works at the gas station) and said, “Did you see a woman with a green scarf?” He said, “No, but I did see a man with a green hat.” I still can’t stop thinking about it.
So—what do you think? Should I start a “Love & Laughter” podcast with you? I have a fancy mic that only works when I’m standing on my head. 🤪 Please reply ASAP—I’m *so* excited! And if you don’t answer, I might just start cooking a whole pot of chili and call it “The Olga Experience.” 😂🔥
Best regards,
Danny Smith
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