He was Arab…or Latino…ignorant.
He had a beard and hazel-brownish eyes.
We made eye contact a couple of times.
Neither of us smiling.
Maybe he was as shy as I am.
Maybe he had a girl.
Either way for 5 Stops he was Daddy…and I was giving it up crazy…in my head ;).
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