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The 1 train was going express, or so we thought. You asked me if it would stop at 59th and I said no you’d probably have to transfer. I tried to chat with you again but I didn’t think you were into me, until you said bye to me as you turned to get off at 59th. I’m the Indian girl that was sitting next to you in sweats.
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