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A guy decided to join his friends at a big event. The event was a Roaring 20’s style party. They had dances, drinks, shows of 1920’s dancers, etc. Everyone wore 1920’s fashion. It’s so much fun. They danced, drank, chatted, and watched the shows. They really enjoyed themselves. The guy met a nice pretty woman with 1920’s :bobbed’ hair, a headband with feathers, and wore a flapper dress. He introduced himself to her and asked for a dance. She said,” sure!” They danced then chatted for a few hours. They liked each other and were attracted to each other.
They kept in old-fashioned style, not too fast for falling in love. All other people started to leave and go home. The event was over. A guy and woman continued to chat a little more. The guy asked her if she’s interested in having a date with him. She said,” sure, when?” He said,” well, when would the best time for you?” She said,” next week Friday?” He said, “perfect! Friday, I will pick you up.” He asked her for her address, and she wrote it on a note and gave it to him. She said,” here’s my address, pick me up, and see you next Friday.” He said,” perfect, bye!” They shook hands and walked to the parking lot. They said,” goodbye!” to each other again. He went to his car. He tried to unlock his door with his key remote. It didn’t work, so he used the key to open it. He realized that his car’s battery died. He was stuck, until a beautiful blue-green 1928 Plymouth Model Q appeared. There was the same woman who drove it and stopped by him. She rolled the car window down, asked him if he needed a ride and wanted to know if something’s wrong with his car. She offered to drop him at home. He said,” sure, but are you sure?” The woman said,” yes, come on in.” He said, “wow!” He went inside of her car and said, “that’s so neat, its 1928! That’s real old car! You own it?!” She said, “yes, it’s mine. You like it?” He said, “oh yes! I love this car, you know, I love old cars!”
They rode with the two round headlights guiding the way to his house. She tried to find his home until he said, “that is my house there.” They stopped in her car by his home. They hugged to say goodbye. He left into his home. She left in her car.

Next week Friday, the guy was so excited and ready to meet her. He drove and used his navigation on the dashboard to find the woman’s house. When he arrived in her neighborhood, he found out that the street had several historical homes. He was so impressed of that area. He found her house and parked on the street. He walked to the old big, beautiful house until he saw a sign above of him in front of the door, said, “Museum.” He was curious why that house was a museum. He went to knock the door, but the door was already open. The sign on the door said, “OPEN, WELCOME IN.” He was curious. He thought that might be her home with the museum or something else. He went inside. He noticed that there were clothes, furniture (chairs, tables, etc.) and many other things inside on display, matching the 1920’s. He was so impressed and thought that the woman must collect all historical stuff from the 1920’s. He looked around and looked for the woman to meet. He saw a woman who worked as a tour guide, but she took a break. She stood by the wall. He came to her and asked her for the woman who he was supposed to go on a date with. She said, “yeah, here, that was her home.” He said, “yeah, where’s she? Is she here?” She said, “what do you mean she is here?” He said, “I’m supposed to meet her. She gave me her address last week. I have a date with her today.” She looked confused and said, “do you…know…she’s dead?” He was shocked and said, “WHAT, dead? You mean recently?! When?!” She said, “not recently…a long time ago, 1929.” He said, “1929? Nooo (unbelievable), She said, “yes.” He looked around until he found a picture of the woman. He pointed to the picture, said, “That is her.” Now he realized that the picture is old. In the picture, the woman had 1920’s hair, a headband with feathers, and wore a flapper dress. He said, “That’s her?” She said, “yes, she died in 1929.” He asked her, “how?!” She showed him another picture next to her portrait. He turned to see another old photo from a past newspaper on the wall. The photo was about a car accident, which turned over and crashed. He shouted, “That’s the car I rode in! That car, she gave me a ride home!” She said “yeah, that car was totaled. The woman died from that accident in her car in 1929.” He unbelievably said, “Impossible! I just danced with her last week.” He was so stunned and very sad, and had a hard time saying, sadly, “she’s dead.”