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We were squeezed together on the F train during rush hour, and you accidentally dropped your copy of “The Goldfinch.” I handed it back, joked about starting a subway book club, and you smiled as you got off at Jay Street—should we finish that conversation?

You shared your oversized blue umbrella with me as we hustled across the Brooklyn Bridge in a sudden downpour. We parted at the Manhattan end, but I forgot to thank you for saving my hair—and my laptop. Let’s meet again under drier circumstances.

We collided by the coffee cart, and my latte ended up all over my shirt (and a little on yours). You laughed, offered me your napkins, and said, “It’s a New York morning.” I’d love to buy you a replacement coffee—minus the chaos.

We were squeezed together on the F train during rush hour, and you accidentally dropped your copy of “The Goldfinch.” I handed it back, joked about starting a subway book club, and you smiled as you got off at Jay Street—should we finish that conversation?

You shared your oversized blue umbrella with me as we hustled across the Brooklyn Bridge in a sudden downpour. We parted at the Manhattan end, but I forgot to thank you for saving my hair—and my laptop. Let’s meet again under drier circumstances.

We collided by the coffee cart, and my latte ended up all over my shirt (and a little on yours). You laughed, offered me your napkins, and said, “It’s a New York morning.” I’d love to buy you a replacement coffee—minus the chaos.

We were squeezed together on the F train during rush hour, and you accidentally dropped your copy of “The Goldfinch.” I handed it back, joked about starting a subway book club, and you smiled as you got off at Jay Street—should we finish that conversation?

We both reached for the last ripe avocado at the 72nd Street Trader Joe’s and laughed at our mutual disappointment when it squished in your hand. We joked about guac-less tacos, then parted ways. If you remember, let’s try again—this time, maybe for margaritas instead.

You offered me shelter under your cobalt blue umbrella during yesterday’s midday downpour by the Bethesda Fountain. I didn’t catch your name—just your warm smile and the way you laughed off the rain like it was nothing. Coffee sometime when it's dry?

You dropped your copy of "Crying in H Mart" on my lap as the F train lurched at Jay Street—both of us muttered apologies and laughed. I wanted to ask what you thought of the ending, but you got off at Bergen Street before I could. If you see this, let’s finish that conversation (and maybe swap another book?).

You dropped your copy of "Crying in H Mart" on my lap as the F train lurched at Jay Street—both of us muttered apologies and laughed. I wanted to ask what you thought of the ending, but you got off at Bergen Street before I could. If you see this, let’s finish that conversation (and maybe swap another book?).

You dropped your copy of "Crying in H Mart" on my lap as the F train lurched at Jay Street—both of us muttered apologies and laughed. I wanted to ask what you thought of the ending, but you got off at Bergen Street before I could. If you see this, let’s finish that conversation (and maybe swap another book?).