It suddenly struck me circa 14 hours after he held my hand as he wished me luck. Not that I give a damn about that. What I was taken aback with is that he's a stranger. Well, we've been stealing glances for a few times whenever we happened to be in the same precinct though. It's just funny how a stranger can make you think about that person more than just a passing thought. Here's to a journey of weird incidents and circumstances.

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