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I’ll begin by saying I’m extremely shy & awkward. We made eye contact at King St Station – you the magnificent redhead in a green dress carrying her shoes, me the tall guy wearing glasses and a backpack. When you strolled to the front of the train and back and smiled I caught myself still grinning like an idiot five minutes later. And later when I made my way to the back of the train and saw you, hair slightly askew framing your glowing face, I lost my voice imagining that same face drinking coffee in bed…