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Hey, missed connections is back? Wild. Anyway, I (a lady) saw you (a guy) on the L to Brooklyn around 6:30 on 5/8, and I didn't have the nerve to say anything to you. I wish I had. You were sitting near the doors, long dark hair, blue eyes, reading. I had on a red wool coat with big gold buttons. We glanced at each other a few times, and I was shocked by how pretty your eyes were. I wasn't even trying to keep the smile off my face (one of many reasons I was glad to be wearing a mask.) You got off at Lorimer Street. I figured I'd never see you again, but hey, the best this-is-a-bad-idea message board is back as weird and repressed as ever, so I figured I'd give it a shot. Hi.
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