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It was slightly before 10pm yesterday on Saturday. You probably got on at Santa Clara heading north towards San Francisco.
I was sitting on the top seat way way in the back by my lonesome.
For some reason you kept looking over and i didn't understand why. I eventually asked if everything was OK and you said yeah. But through out the trip you kept looking at me and I at you. I thought you were handsome.
You got off on Hillsdale but I wish you got off at San Francisco so I could have seen if you would be interested in kicking it at my place.
Long shot but if you see this hit me up. Prove it's you
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