I ran into this funny dude on the L train platform and he was scarfing down chocolate and cracking jokes. He told me I could take his photo only if I gave him my number so he could text me an invite to a secret rooftop party. This dude was kinda weird.. but in a good hipster teenager kind of way. I only got two good photos of him..all of the other photos he either had a mouthful of dark chocolate or was mid- sentence. I never got this guys name or his text message... so if you're seeing this post----what the hell happened to your secret party?
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