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Sunday morning, you argued passionately for everything bagels over plain while I stood behind you, secretly agreeing with every word. I wore the Mets cap and clapped when you clinched your bagel order victory. Would love to share a schmear—and maybe our bagel philosophies—sometime.

We sprinted for shelter under the Bethesda Terrace when the skies opened up, laughing like kids as we got drenched. You offered me your umbrella, but I declined and ran off before I could get your name. If you’re still drying off and reading this, let’s get caught in another storm together—on purpose this time.

You played acoustic guitar and sang softly to yourself between York Street and Bergen. I was the tired commuter in the blue coat who smiled when you hit that high note. I wanted to tell you your voice made my day, but my stop came too soon—coffee on me if we ever cross tracks again?