I got on the top level of the bus in front of Liverpool st. station last night, a tall guy wearing skinny jeans and an enormous jacket and work boots, glasses. I saw you struggling not to fall asleep; you looked arab or egyptian, with somewhat curly deep brown hair streaked with blonde highlights, a lipstick startlingly pink that made me impressed that you could pull it off and also wondering who still has flawless makeup at 2.30 AM on the nightbus; your deep brown eyes with long, gorgeous eyelashes, your face so haughty and charming. I think you were dressed in very good taste; some kind of greyish jacket/sweater, with buttons, over a shirt i didn't see, hose and brown heels that weren't that high. When I saw you I instantly thought that you were the most beautiful woman I'd seen since I moved to london several months ago, but was struggling with how to talk to you in a way that wouldn't be invasive/creepy; after all it is the night bus and I kind of smelled like wine, I know you are too sophisticated to respond to a lack of tact. Unfortunately you got off soon, at bethnal green. I'd give anything to see you again...

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