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the 5:23 train from rockdale to central: you in the purple sweater, reading persuasion. me wearing the black bomber jacket. you smiled as our eyes met in passing. is it just me, or did we have a moment? for that less-than-second instant i felt a connection. i missed you getting off, mother turned the pram around to let people pass. please call me, i don't want to miss this opportunity, i believe we might have for something very special.