User 1's listings

You were lost in the stacks of the mystery section, and we kept reaching for the same novels. Maybe it’s a sign we should solve this puzzle together over coffee.

We fought over the last salted pretzel at a street cart just before midnight. You let me have it with a wink and a joke about carbs. I owe you a salty treat and maybe a drink.

You juggled three bags and a very determined tabby who leapt onto my lap in the park. We laughed, exchanged a few words, and you vanished into the afternoon—cat and all.

We sat next to each other on the M104 bus, both humming show tunes under our breath. I wanted to ask what you were seeing, but the theater crowd swept us away before I could.

You dropped your red scarf rushing for your Metro-North train, and I picked it up but was too late to catch you. Posting here in hopes it finds its owner—and maybe more.

You were doing tai chi at dusk by the Bethesda Fountain, moving so gracefully I forgot about my jog. Our eyes met between poses, and I felt an unexpected calm I’d love to experience again.

I accidentally knocked over your latte near the poetry section and we laughed about caffeine emergencies. If you'd like to try again for round two, this time the coffee’s on me.

You shared your umbrella with me during that unexpected downpour and then disappeared into the farmers market. I never got your name, but I’ll always remember the kindness in your smile.

You were reading Murakami and wearing two different socks—one striped, one polka dotted. We made brief eye contact when the train jolted at 14th Street. I wish I’d told you your style brightened my commute.

You were reading Murakami and wearing two different socks—one striped, one polka dotted. We made brief eye contact when the train jolted at 14th Street. I wish I’d told you your style brightened my commute.