We stood on the platform as a null train rode by, and I gave you arrival times for the next two. You paid me a compliment and I jabbered in return. You boarded the N headed to Atlantic and I stood waiting for the D — you waved to me from your train car. You had a sweet smile. What are the odds? If you see this, write me — I’ll be happy to show you around these parts.
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