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Good morning guys, I'm not sure why I love the neighbor series so much, I think it might have something to do with the fact that I used to have a very cute bear as a neighbor on our same floor when I was (can't say the word here, but a long time ago) and still lived with my parents. He had a dark beard, strong legs, a belly, and a tendency to walk around in denim daddy hoochie shorts, which fueled my imagination every time I ran into him anywhere in the building. I think he must have been in his thirties, but I don't think I would have cared how old he was. I also think he was gay and knew about me, because I remember him looking at me with a tender grin. Oh, and he also had great taste in music. He used to trade records with my dad, mostly Pink Floyd and symphonic rock as it was called back then. Must have been around 1976 to 1981.
Have a lovely Wednesday 😘 ❤️