I saw you (in your grey and burgundy sweater) as I (in my denim jacket) slumped down the sidewalk on a foggy June evening on North Street. We caught one another doing double (and then triple) takes and it took everything I had not to call out or double over giggling. You’re the kind of handsome that makes me nervous. —Shy girl in the skull shirt
This article appears in Jun 2-8, 2016.
At the risk of sounding vain, I am at least 95% sure that this was me.