He's tall and not-bad looking, well dressed, in a long overcoat, sharp in a shirt and tie, grooving away to music no one else can hear. She's pretty, wearing oversized glasses perched on the end of her nose and an army surplus jacket, tights and lace-up, clunky boots, her hair up in a ponytail.
They notice each other, from across the length of the subway car. She looks at him like she knows exactly what's playing in his headphones, and smiles before she looks away.
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