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His name was Travis. He was from California. Although he was good looking, he was short, chubby, and walked with a cane. He had low self-esteem and didn’t think himself anything special. He had semi-long brown hair, hazel eyes, and a goatee. He fancied himself as somewhat of a photographer. He grew up alone and never had many friends. However, the few he had loved him.

Travis wanted more than anything to find true love. He lost himself in fantasies of finding ‘the one’ and marrying her and raising a f****y. He wanted a girl who was half tomboy, half lady. An adventurer, a compassionate woman, a best friend. Travis had seen so many girls and feared his dream girl did not exist.

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