New York City
 NYC
We were at the cafe cart, I had two of my friends with me. I was the brunette in tall black boots having a heart attack because you were near. You: tall, english, a little earring, tats. You seemed to be traveling with your family. We caught each other’s eyes. You ordered a sandwich and ferrero roche. Wish I slipped you my number on a napkin.
Posted: Friday. August 02, 2024.
 
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