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it?”
    â€œThat’s kinda creepy if you ask me,” Coco said, cringing.
    â€œFine, so you’ll look the other way till I make sure it’s not a snuff tape or porn or something.” I peeled off the sticker and put the tape in the camera.
    I looked into the large rectangle viewfinder.
    And that’s when it happened. Everything led up to this moment. The dating site challenge from Coco. Me deciding to buy a camera. The intriguing ad. The follow-through of buying the camera, and actually picking it up. Everything aligned to bring me to this impossible moment of such possibility.
    Click the pic to watch the video:

    If you didn’t check it out, here’s what it said:
    Hey. I know this might seem kinda crazy, but I purposely left this tape for you.
    Well, I hope it’s you. Let me explain. I believe my match is out there somewhere, I just haven’t found her in any of the usual places. But why would I find an unusual girl in a usual way?
    So I’m inviting you on a treasure hunt. Not that I’m the treasure or anything, but maybe we are. If you look closely, I’ve put clues on this tape and I’ve also planted clues throughout Los Angeles, and on the internet, too. So. If you believe in destiny like I do, and you think there’s even a remote possibility we’re meant to be together, then find me I’m yours.
    Oh yeah, and let me assure you, I don’t have a criminal record or anything, and the only woman in my life is, well… her. [Looks at his dog.]
    And one more thing. I may have put this tape in three different cameras I sold, so… first person to find me in fourteen days on Thursday at noon, I’ll know you’re the one. So what do you say? Are you in? I can’t wait to meet you.
    I couldn’t move. Couldn’t say a word. It was like those nightmares I’ve had where I’m in a car that plunges off the road into the ocean, and I can’t even scream as it slowly sinks down to the bottom. Then I use every ounce of will in my being to roll down the window, escape, swim up to the surface and GASP for air.
    Except this gasp was me shouting “WHAT THE FUCK?!?!”
    â€œThat’s pretty whack,” our coworker Jeff called out from the cubicle next to ours on the left.
    â€œTotally crazy,” Coco added.
    I was quiet for a bit, considering every possibility.
    â€œThere’s no way anyone I know could have done this—like Jason.” I was actually hoping he
was
the one behind it.
    â€œHe didn’t know you were buying a camera,” Coco said. “No one did except me.”
    â€œIt’s got to be real. I mean, the guy’s destiny ad totally set me up for this! And he looks totally legit.”
    â€œI don’t know…” I could see in her eyes that Coco was mistrusting it. But I wasn’t about to have this incredible moment popped and deflated by her rampant skepticism.
    â€œYou have to admit—it’s a brilliant idea,” I said. “OH and did I mention he’s completely HOT?! This is CRAZY!!!”
    â€œExactly. So you’re not gonna fall for it, right?”
    Pop. Deflate.
    â€œWhat do you mean, Coco? Here’s a key to everything I’ve ever wanted and I’m just gonna throw it into the trash? Cuz it MIGHT not open the right door? That’s fucked up.”
    â€œAgree,” Maya called out from the great divide.
    â€œOK guys,” Coco said, “private conversation here.” If Maya had agreed with her and not me, Coco wouldn’t have said that.
    â€œSeriously,” she continued, “haven’t you seen
Catfish
on MTV?”
    â€œA couple of times.”
    â€œSo you’ve seen how that dude—what the fuck is his name?”
    â€œNev,” another of our coworkers called out.
    â€œExactly.” Coco answered. “So you know the show is based on this doc Nev made where he meets some child prodigy artist online who