I noticed you on the escalator, then we got on the same downtown E train at 51st yesterday (Wednesday) around 6:30pm. You were in a fitted brown coat, red scarf, brown wavy hair tied back, amazing posture, reading a magazine. I was sitting across from you - long black coat, glasses, terrible slouch, pretending to read the New Yorker while trying to catch your eye through the crowd. You got off at 23rd, I think.

I thought you were very beautiful, and would love to have the chance to meet you under different circumstances. Since I don't ride that line often, I figured this might be the only way I'll ever see you again. If you remember me or were interested, please get in touch.