You were doing laps of some kind and would stop and turn around by the table at which I was sitting on the plaza. You weren't wearing fancy workout gear, just a tee shirt and gym shorts. Every time you went by we had furtive looks at one another. When you were done you did some arm exercises, walking straight at me and we looked into each other's eyes. I should have spoken up, wish I did. I'd like to see you again and this time, talk to you.
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