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You are a blonde girl (lady) riding the M train downtown and you got off at Essex street. I was wearing a black short sleeve shirt, black cap, jeans and work boots. I was with a much taller friend and we moved closer to where you were sitting. We (you and me) locked eyes 3 times from a distance before you took a seat by the door when you were obscured from my view. Was it (were you) just my imagination playing tricks on me?
BTW, you were wearing beige to pinkish shirt, pants and leather light sandal type shoes.
Do you exist?
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