I am at the fashion show in New York modeling a line of formal dresses on the catwalk. On my last outfit, I notice a photographer that I've never seen before and we lock eyes. Later in the evening at the after party I see you, the photographer. I decide to approach you because I felt something special when we locked eyes earlier. Hey, I know you don't know me, and I have no clue who you are... but do you wanna maybe leave this silly party and go get some coffee? I know a place I smile shyly
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