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We made eye contact repeatedly across the aisle of the southbound 3 train on Friday 10/21
You wore a leather jacket over a red blouse with jeans (ankles crossed, boots). You had rings on each hand; one was a series of golden loops. You were wearing a mask.
Our eyes kept meeting, and I had no idea if you were doing it on purpose. But your eyes were direct and thoughtful and very, very pretty.
I was medium height, jeans, black jacket over grey shirt, mask, but didn’t want to be a jerk by intruding on whatever you were pondering.
You got off at Times Square at rush hour, and I hope the rest of your Friday was a lot more pleasant than that must have been
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