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I saw him for the first time in 9 months, or at least i think it was him. I was working today on side walk sale and for some reason I noticed him out of the crowd. All I saw was his back, as he was going up the escalator with two others. I can remember thinking turn around, i know it's you.. it has to be. Same brown jacket, same hat, even the same headphones. I know it's you, turn around. But he doesn't. He doesn't notice me, or if he had, he has decided not to acknowledge me. That's always the way it has been, I see him from the crowd and he doesn't see me. What a metaphor for us.