She caught my eye.
I didn’t smile. I looked. I looked longer than usual.
I didn’t smile.
I must have caught her eye too. She gazed back.
Longer than usual.
Her cab went around the corner. I wonder what brings people to my lovely city.
I didn’t think much of it. I didn’t smile.
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