missed connections on the a-train

I got onto the A-train around 12:30 a.m. and took plopped down next to you: a stunning brunette in fishnets, heels, and some kind of stylish plaid/white miniskirt and matching blazer. I got out my phone and furiously started playing Tank War so as not to stare while trying to think of a conversation gambit. You were listening to a pink iPod and may (or may not) have thrown a glance my way.

I thought you were absolutely gorgeous … and I would have come up with something witty to say, but alas you departed just two stops later, on the 14th St. stop.

I gazed after you as you strode off, tall and with confidence, clutching a cloth handbag … what did it say? “Shop Love Shop”? “Shop Kill Shop”? “Kill Shop Love”?

Anyway, if I was as artistic as Patrick Mosberg I might draw a better picture of you… as it is this will have to do.


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