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You dropped your Granny Smith at the Union Square market and I caught it mid-air—felt like an Olympic event. We joked about "produce karma," wish I'd asked for your name instead of just offering your apple back.

Our umbrellas tangled in the 14th Street downpour, and you laughed as I apologized for the ambush. If you ever want to share a drier day, let’s let fate try again.

You played guitar and sang "Here Comes the Sun" so beautifully between Delancey and York this morning. I wanted to say thanks, but my stop came too soon—was your case half full or half empty?