8/26 (Wed) around 3:00 PM, I passed by you in the underground passage outside the Marunouchi Line turnstiles at Shinjuku 3-chome Station. You were tall, wearing a suit and tie, glasses, and pulling a suitcase. You looked like Clark Kent. When our eyes met, you stopped for a brief moment, gave me a polite nod, and smiled with your eyes. I gave you a warm smile and eye contact back, but I was in a rush, so I just kept walking. I regret that I didn't get a chance to speak with you. I'm a Japanese woman. I was wearing white pants, pumps, a black sleeveless top, with my hair up, and carrying a white tote bag over my shoulder. If this message happens to catch your eye, please contact me. I would love to meet up and talk.

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