I was sitting in front of the Willard Hotel enjoying a martini and charcuterie. She and her childhood friends were seated nearby. Our eyes met for a moment, she was the first to look away. We caught ourselves looking at each other again, I gave a friendly wave. Every time I looked at her, I caught her looking at me; she was always quick to avert her eyes. I finished my drink and step towards her; I asked if she minded if I took her photo. She blushed, turned to her friend, and whispered "thats the one..."
Saturday, March 29, 2008
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