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We sat next to each other on the Brooklyn-bound Q tonight. You were wearing a maroon bomber jacket and a winter hat. You took it off at one point and fixed your hair in your phone before putting it back on. Masks make things difficult to read the situation, and I wish Idve asked for your number before getting off. Hit me up if you’re interested and tell me something about our interaction.
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