Today 7/26 - on the N train from Brooklyn. I got on at Atlantic Ave, we immediately made eye contact. You look like Ana de Armas, your eyes pierced through me. I spent the remainder of the ride trying to act as casual as possible. You got up early for your stop, 14th street - and we locked eyes again. This time I knew it wasn’t in my head. WLW. I should have gotten up then and asked for your number but you were hobbling out of the subway car before my brain could function again. I’d love to get a drink with you.
