You looked at my when I got out of my taxi carrying my cat in a carrier on Fulton St. You had a messy black ponytail and I wore blue polkadot pedal pushes and the "bisexual haircut" (short bob with bangs). 20 minutes later we were both in Greene Grape provisions. I lingered reading my book on the street, hoping you would say hi. I'd still like to say hi!
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