Dear Carlos,
Thank you for sharing a blanket with me on Saturday night when it was really cold at Sky Ranch. I really don't know why it was 30 degrees in late March. I only knew you for about 3 hours, but when we rapped "Thrift Shop" together while shivering in that fuzzy blanket, I knew we would be best friends for the rest of our lives. Or maybe not, because I don't even know how to contact you. You're funny, though. You should keep making jokes. Alright.
Love, Bianca (AKA "Blanket Buddy")
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