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I was just finishing taking a photo of the sky and we made eye contact. you were on a bike, I was in a white coat. the first one was an accident, and really the second one too, you had already passed by and I didn’t expect you to meet my eyes. i looked away again but turned back and watched you do the same as you disappeared up the street. it gave me butterflies. want to get a drink?
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