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We noticed each other when I brushed your shoulder. We passed a group of tourists moseying along the sidewalk. As we made eye contact I flashed you a smile. You saw my dark blonde hair. A delicate angelic face. Were those green eyes or blue? You watched my flowing sun dress and kitten heels disappear behind a trolley into the crowded street. Work called as it does time and time again. As you sat at your desk you wondered, “Who was that woman and how can I meet her?” From behind the trolley, I was wondering something too. Who is this man disappearing into a glossy marble lobby I’ve yet to enter? As I continued down the street I peered into the windows of restaurants and fantasized about what it would be like to sit across a white tablecloth from you and laugh about our near miss…