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Searching for the woman who helped me gather everything I dropped in front of the machines
Everything was sliding out of my hands at once, classic me. You were the one who helped me gather everything I... -
The Girl I Met at the Museum of Fine Arts and a Missed Connections in WoW
I still remember it like it was yesterday. Years ago, when I was in college in Boston, I went to the Museum...
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Trying to find the man who caught the receipt that tried to blow away in that crowded line
You probably moved on instantly, but it stuck with me. You were the one who caught the receipt that tried to b... -
To the girl who let me go ahead because my hands were full in that crowded line—trying to find you
Pretty sure I looked like I was fighting gravity at that moment. You were the one who let me go ahead because ... -
Trying to find the woman who told me my hoodie was twisted weirdly standing near the door
I was mid‑chaos when this happened and honestly still laughing about it. You were the one who told me my hood... -
How to Keep the Spark Alive in a Marriage?
Let’s be honest for a second: marriage isn’t some Instagram highlight reel where you’re constantly holdi...
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Missed Opportunities on Terminal Gate 42
I landed at Newark Liberty just after nine o’clock. The red-eye had felt endless—flashing cabin lights, t...
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Posting in hopes of finding the dude who grabbed my water bottle before it rolled off standing near the exit
Not a dramatic moment, just one that stayed in my head. You were the one who grabbed my water bottle before it... -
If you're the girl who grabbed my notebook before it slid away waiting by the elevators, hope this reaches you
I genuinely thought my morning couldn’t get messier, and then it did. You were the one who grabbed my noteboo... -
If you're the woman who kept my drink from spilling everywhere by the vending machines, hope this reaches you
You probably moved on instantly, but it stuck with me. You were the one who kept my drink from spilling everyw... -
A Missed Connections Somewhere Between 68th and 23rd
I saw her on the downtown 6, a little after 7 p.m. on a Tuesday that already felt too long. You know that k...
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Hoping to track down the woman who pointed out my pocket was inside out in the checkout line
So there I was, trying to juggle way too many things at once. You were the one who pointed out my pocket was i...