LOVESTALK – post your brief encounters and creepy obsessions with complete strangers…
The Metropolitan Line, last Thursday evening: You were the stunning lady in the short flowery skirt who got off at Watford and then cut across the park, down past the paddling pool and that miniature railway then over the bridge by the canal next to the woods. I lost which way you went after that. Fancy a hiking trip for two in the Lake District next weekend?
You were the young lady with the pink handbag on the 9-15 from Kings Cross last Tuesday. I was the guy standing behind you who squeezed into the over-crowded carriage just as the doors were closing. I'm really sorry for taking your purse.
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