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Me: tall, either walking behind you or in front of you almost the entire length of the High Line.
You: stopped a few times to take pictures -- so did I. Shorter, earthtones.
Would have said hello but wasn't sure if you stopping to take pictures was just that, or a way for us to constantly be running into each other. C'est la vie. Would love to actually say hello.
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