New York City
 NYC
He was going down the escalator at Wegmans Manhattan (Astor place). I was going up. Eyes were made, double and triple takes ensued. It took my ages to check out and we met again on the way out. More eyes. He had donned his best grey sweatpants to fight the bitter cold of Tuesday, 1/21, along with berks. He must live close by. I’m the blonde curly haired girl in the full length grey puffer jacket.
Posted: Tuesday. January 21, 2025.
 
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