Bus stop love

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This appeared at our bus stop this morning. Ain’t love sweet?

As is my custom when I see stuff like this, I wonder about the story behind it. What does Emily think about it? Is the guy that did it someone she actually likes or some creepy guy with a paint marker? I, of course, like to think it’s the latter.

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