@ penn station this morning, around 10am. you: very handsome man in a green henley tee sitting diagonal from where i was hyper-focused on my nyt crossword. me: brunette pixie cut in an olive green maxi dress with a black belt, holding a very watery iced latte. i'm sorry i didn't say hi--i got uncharacteristically shy. seriously considered getting back on the train to exchange info, but the doors were closing. find me again?
