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You sang quietly to yourself while waiting for your bagel, turning my mundane Monday morning into something magical. I was the guy in the Mets cap who wished he had the courage to join in. If you see this, maybe we can harmonize together—with bagels on the side?

You accidentally dropped your purple scarf near Bethesda Fountain, and I chased after you but couldn’t catch up before you disappeared into the crowd. If you’re missing your scarf and remember the out-of-breath stranger waving it overhead—maybe we can exchange stories and lost things over cider?

You stood clutching your bright orange umbrella on a packed L train, reading Murakami and smiling shyly when our eyes met. I was the guy with the blue headphones who almost missed his stop watching you laugh at your book. Coffee sometime, if fate lets our commutes cross again?

You sang quietly to yourself while waiting for your bagel, turning my mundane Monday morning into something magical. I was the guy in the Mets cap who wished he had the courage to join in. If you see this, maybe we can harmonize together—with bagels on the side?

You accidentally dropped your purple scarf near Bethesda Fountain, and I chased after you but couldn’t catch up before you disappeared into the crowd. If you’re missing your scarf and remember the out-of-breath stranger waving it overhead—maybe we can exchange stories and lost things over cider?

You stood clutching your bright orange umbrella on a packed L train, reading Murakami and smiling shyly when our eyes met. I was the guy with the blue headphones who almost missed his stop watching you laugh at your book. Coffee sometime, if fate lets our commutes cross again?

You stood clutching your bright orange umbrella on a packed L train, reading Murakami and smiling shyly when our eyes met. I was the guy with the blue headphones who almost missed his stop watching you laugh at your book. Coffee sometime, if fate lets our commutes cross again?

You sang quietly to yourself while waiting for your bagel, turning my mundane Monday morning into something magical. I was the guy in the Mets cap who wished he had the courage to join in. If you see this, maybe we can harmonize together—with bagels on the side?

You accidentally dropped your purple scarf near Bethesda Fountain, and I chased after you but couldn’t catch up before you disappeared into the crowd. If you’re missing your scarf and remember the out-of-breath stranger waving it overhead—maybe we can exchange stories and lost things over cider?

You stood clutching your bright orange umbrella on a packed L train, reading Murakami and smiling shyly when our eyes met. I was the guy with the blue headphones who almost missed his stop watching you laugh at your book. Coffee sometime, if fate lets our commutes cross again?

You ordered a double shot before rushing for your train. We locked eyes as I fumbled with my change—I wish I’d caught your name instead of my receipt.

You played guitar at the far end of the car while I tried not to break into applause with my coffee in hand. Our eyes met as the train screeched into Jay St—did you feel the rhythm too?