C train on a Sunday

New York City NY

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At Nostrand Ave we both got on, you looked composed and determined, like you were in a rush, with black hair and in a dress. I was reading on the train, with glasses, and had a Zabar's bag, and got off a two stations later at Clinton-Washington. When I got up to the street I was pleasantly surprised to see you behind me, and we looked at each other briefly and I smiled. I'm in law school in DC but will be moving back to NYC in a few months. If this is you, it would be fun to get a coffee sometime in Brooklyn (for the sake of a good story, if nothing else).