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I'm lucky enough to see you sometimes in the morning on the bx7. Now and then on the 1 train back home from work. Sometimes with a book or swiping around your phone. Shrouded in a bit of leather and a quiet confidence I can't look away from.
Hard to tell much besides that on the surface level. You always wear a mask, so that's a good sign. Your hair is dark red, and while I barely see much more there is this attraction that pulls and anchors me towards you. I could be under some emotional spell, or just full of pent up lust from isolating too long. I'm not sure what it is. But I do know you're beautiful. Let's get coffee sometime.
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