It was pouring and my umbrella flipped inside out just as you offered yours outside Grand Central. I laughed, you laughed, then you ran for your train before I could even say thank you—or ask your name.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell25 people viewed
You started spinning in the rain to a street musician’s violin, completely carefree. I watched from under my red umbrella, wanting to join but too shy, and now I regret letting the moment pass me by.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell22 people viewed
You shared your umbrella with me as we waited for the packed F train at 14th Street. I was the drenched guy in a yellow raincoat cracking nervous jokes—wish I’d asked for your number before our trains arrived and you disappeared into the crowd.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell35 people viewed
You were the person with the sunflower tote bag who smiled at me across the crowded Q train near Union Square. I was the one nervously dropping my coffee, wishing I had the nerve to say hi before you got off at 57th Street.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell36 people viewed
You sat across from me, reading Murakami and clutching a bright red scarf. We exchanged a smile as the train screeched to a halt at Astor Place, and you disappeared into the crowd before I could say hello.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell18 people viewed
We both reached for the last blueberry scone at Birch Coffee on 27th, laughed, and let the other take it. You had a yellow umbrella and left just as the storm picked up—I’ve been wishing for another rainy day ever since.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell51 people viewed
We got caught in the same downpour by Bethesda Fountain and huddled under your tiny umbrella. I’m the one who offered you half a soggy Granola bar—care to share a dry one next time?
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell35 people viewed
You sang softly to yourself, headphones on, eyes closed, as the Q train rattled over the Manhattan Bridge. I was the guy in the blue jacket who smiled when our eyes met at Canal Street—should’ve asked your name before you disappeared into the crowd.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell65 people viewed
We both reached for the last block of brie at the 72nd St TJ’s and laughed about our sophisticated “taste.” Maybe next time we could split the cheese and a bottle of wine?
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell32 people viewed
You in the green beanie, reading Murakami and smiling at your phone; me, standing by the door fumbling headphones. Our eyes met as the train lurched—was that a spark, or just static? Let’s blame the MTA for our missed connection and try again.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell22 people viewed
We both reached for the last everything bagel at that Park Slope deli. You let me have it and joked that destiny was in carbs, but I froze and missed my chance to ask for your number. If you see this, maybe we can split a bagel next time?
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell18 people viewed
