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I noticed you waiting to cross the street. You looked tired, after what I assumed was a long day at work. Through the tired I saw what seemed to be such genuine eyes, I caught your gaze for a split second, and then I looked away. I was embarrassed by my outfit, that maroon skirt I only wear to work, and the black stockings underneath. I don’t think you noticed me. But if you did, posting here is worth a shot.
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