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You were wearing a red beanie, sampling cheeses under the twinkle lights. I wanted to ask which was your favorite, but got swept away by the crowd—now I’m just hoping our paths cross at the next farmers’ market.

We both reached for the last ginger snap at Philz in the Mission, and you let me have it with a laugh. I spilled my coffee in surprise—maybe we could try that ginger snap again, minus the mess?

We kept exchanging smiles between stops as the morning fog rolled past the bus windows. You got off at Divisadero, headphones on, leaving me wondering if the 38 will ever bring us together again.