Dreaming of a Mercedes

This is going to sound very, very odd and very, very out there but I'm giving it a shot anyway. A friend of mine, named Sam, was at the beach (Outer Banks of NC) where he spent a day (one of the best days of his life) with a girl named Mercedes. He was unable to see her again before she/he left. He misses her terribly and is trying to find out a way to contact her. All he knows is her name is Mercedes, she lives on a farm north of Baltimore, MD. If anyone, I know a few of you live around this area, can tell help me help him find her in anyway please, please, please message me. It is most likely a lost cause, but it doesn't need to be.

It's like a movie!!

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"Oh, Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz?
My friends all drive Porshes, I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends
So, Lord, won't you by me a Mercedes Benz?...
*giggle*"

Living in Australia, I cannot help, but my God!

Alright all, sit back and hear the tale I have to tell.

While at the National final for Rostrum I met a girl named Jean, who I fell for pretty heavily, and who in turn fell for me. After the weekend was over and she stayed in her state and I left to return to mine, I realised I didn't have her contact details. All I knew was her first name and her last, which I couldn't spell, and I knew the name of her college. So I tracked the college down on the Internet and got a phone number, rang it and got put through to the year level manager, who wasn't there, I got her machine. So, I left a message for her asking to give Jean my number. I pretended to be from Rostrum in South Australia, which is sort of true sort of not. I represented South Australian Rostrum, although I wasn't technically a part of it. Anyhoo, she rang me.

And that's my little tale, albeit not very good, a little stalkery, but relatively sweet and something that simply makes me smile.

Things may work out for your friend OG.
Small miracles happen.

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All I can suggest is to place an ad in the personals section of The Baltimore City Paper (rather than The Sun), let it run for a couple/few weeks and see if you get any nibbles. If she gets into the city at all, or at least has semi-aware friends who get into the city, the right person may just happen upon it.

Or not.


Nibbles....*YUMMY*.

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