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We played two quick games and you beat me easily, laughing about your bright neon socks. I wanted to challenge you to a rematch, but my lunch break ended—meet again for a game?

You loaned me a pen to finish my crossword while we waited out the thunderstorm at Irving Farm. I left in a hurry when my umbrella broke and never got your name—are you still working on that novel?

You were singing “Dreams” by Fleetwood Mac under your breath, headphones askew, while I struggled not to join in. I smiled at you between stops but got off at 14th Street—wish I’d said something about your voice.