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Our yoga mats tangled during sunset class, and we laughed about being “in sync.” Afterwards, you waved goodbye before I got up the nerve to ask for coffee. Maybe fate will untangle us again?

You played guitar and sang “Just Like Heaven,” making the whole car smile. Our eyes met as you passed your hat, but the doors closed before I could say more. Your music made my rush hour magical.

We both reached for the last everything bagel—then gave it up for the other. You winked and said, “Only in New York.” I left with a plain, but would trade it for a conversation with you.

You stopped to help me when I looked hopelessly lost, your accent as out-of-place as mine. We shared a cab uptown but never exchanged names. I hope you found your show, and maybe this ad.

Five minutes felt like five hours in that stalled elevator on Black Friday. You cracked jokes and kept spirits high. The doors opened and you vanished into the crowd—I wish I'd asked for your number.

My heel snapped, and you offered me your arm and a sweet pep talk. We limped to the subway laughing, but I missed my chance to ask you out for a drink.

You sat on the bench near Bethesda Fountain, lost in a dog-eared copy of The Little Prince. Our dogs sniffed, we smiled, but your friend arrived before I could say more. If you see this, I’d love to finish that conversation.

The downpour hit as we both raced under the same awning. You shared your polka dot umbrella and made a rainy day feel less miserable. I never got your name, but your kindness brightened my week.

I bumped into you in a caffeine-deprived fog, sending your latte onto the floor. You laughed and insisted you needed a new shirt anyway. I wanted to buy your replacement coffee but froze—maybe next time?

You were reading Murakami with headphones on, your red scarf catching the morning sun. I sat across from you, too shy to ask what song you were listening to before you dashed out at 33rd.