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You were a tallish blond with a friend and your boyfriend on the Q back from Brighton Beach around 6pm on Saturday. We noticed each other. Then looked again. You sat between your friends. The woman got off half way through BK, and a man with a golf bag sat next to you two, making a lady uncomfortable. She moved. We looked at each other a few times before you two got off at Dekalb. Then you turned around and met my stare again walking out or the train.
I was reading Man Ray’s “Self Portrait”.
Did you tell your man about this? I hope so. Let me know?
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