a middle aged man and you (an elegant young man) with glasses, stood near me, you had an orange envelope and stood with one leg and the other one bent, your foot supporting it on the banister, in the Metro station at 96th st on June 12th around 11am, I was reading a book when you both got off at 116th st. I can't help but finally look up and followed you with my eyes when you ascended the staircase to exit with an indescribable grace. In this elated state of aesthetic enjoyment, I fancy your eyes might have searched for mine. I hope to get to know you and cast you in my film in the future.
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