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You accidentally spilled your latte on my book and were mortified. I told you it was an improvement and we laughed, but you left before I could ask for your number—or recommend another book.

You offered me your yellow umbrella when the downpour started near Bethesda Terrace. We parted ways at Strawberry Fields before I could say thank you—or get your name.

You played a haunting melody on your accordion between Bedford and 1st Ave. I was the tired commuter who mouthed "thank you" as you passed. Did our eyes meet, or did I just imagine that spark?