User 2's listings

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.