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You were dancing to a street saxophonist near Bethesda Terrace, spinning in your red scarf. I was the guy with the sketchbook, mesmerized by your moves and laughter, but I froze when you waved at me.

We argued playfully about the merits of everything vs. sesame at the Carroll Gardens bagel shop. You left with a coffee and a smile; I left wishing I’d asked for your order—and your number.

You offered to share your yellow umbrella when we both stepped into the rain at 59th Street. I was too shy to say yes, but I haven’t stopped thinking about your kindness and that bright, sunny umbrella.