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We never really met, but we did.  We never really talked, but we did.  You were just another face to me until you made me look twice and think twice every time you crossed my path.

Who are you?  I don’t know.  I do not know your favorite color, your pet peeve, or anything about you at all.  I never asked and you never told.  What I do know about you is that you are a hard worker, have a great memory, possess confidence, can multitask, smile as often as you can, walk fast, and have soft hands.

Who am I?  I wish I had a chance to ask you before I left.  I would have liked to hear what kind of person you think I am.  Now it’s too late.

We will fade from each other’s memories like all strangers do.  That’s the thing about interacting with strangers- we are left with vignettes of what was, what could have been, and what should have been.

Our second meeting, you asked for my name and never forgot it.  Our second to last meeting, I asked for your name and never forgot it.

We are first name basis strangers.  That’s what we were, are, and ever will be.

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