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I saw you on the bridge across the Boathouse in Prospect Park. This was last month, on a Sunday around early evening. I was standing by the side of the bridge wearing a green jacket. You were running with your dog, and you looked at me and smiled. I tried to smile back, but you were already gone. I wish you had stopped so that maybe we could say hi. I'm wondering who you are.
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