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Blue blonde girl

I took the train back home last evening after work.

I boarded the train, packed with people standing 2" away from one another. After 6 stops, I found a seat. I sat down, looking at the people around me. I saw a familiar face, a man who acted in tv dramas when I was a kid. Within a second, something caught my attention. This girl.

A young blonde with short cropped hair, standing around 5ft 8". She wore a blue mini tee that clearly defined her nipples and small breasts, and a black baggy pants. Her big eyes stared right at me, and I was startled. I couldn't look at her for more than 3 seconds before I had to change my focus. She was on her headphones, shaking to the music, ignoring the aunties standing in front of her. I found myself examining her thoroughly... her features, her dressing, her expression, and even the brand of her haversack (which I can't remember now but starts with "OVER-").

I was thinking what it'd be like to have a Caucasian gal mate. I never had one. I noticed her smiling and mumbling to herself, I thought she was insane. We finally met our eyes again after some time, this time she smiled at me. Wirklich ("really" in german). I felt it, and I knew it was genuine. I smiled back. Just before she stepped out, she was laughing to herself again. "Man, is she crazy?" I sighed.

I told my buddy about this weird gal, she told me she often smiled and laughed too when she was on some RADIO stations. Maybe that was the reason.

Somehow I feel I'll bump into her again.

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