I keep seeing you at the coffee shop in Astoria and you keep smiling every time!!! Who are you and why do you keep smiling without saying anything in response!!
You were dancing near the main floor at Berghain last Saturday night, leather jacket slung over your shoulder, moving to a techno set like you owned the place. I was the girl in the black hoodie, sipping a Club-Mate, trying to keep up. You caught me staring when the lights flashed, and you smirked before disappearing into the crowd. I looked for you at the b...
