You were so beautiful. You asked for a cigarette before you made a phone call. I know the feeling. I wanted so bad to spend an afternoon chatting with you but life got in the way. I thought you were an angel that appeared on a difficult days experience for me but you walked off with your New Yorker bag so I guess not. I would love to see you again if you felt anything like I did.
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