On Folsom Street, at the gate of 75 Folsom (or perhaps the steps to Hills Plaza, can't recall exactly but it was that area). You were talking to another man. As I walked by I overheard you saying the word "bankruptcy" (as if you were telling a story, you didn't look worried at all, you looked very relaxed and confident). Then you looked at me, I smiled as I looked at you and for a couple of seconds our eyes "connected" but, of course, I kept walking—What else could I do?
You're absolutely gorgeous. You were wearing a jacket and had straight salt and pepper hair and brown/dark eyes (very sweet, polite eyes). I'm the cauc guy wearing a black cap, dark blue t-shirt and a backpack. I was walking toward the Embarcadero. Let's go for a drink, beautiful stranger!
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