________  ________  ________   
   2021-06-05                                   /        \/        \/    /   \  
                                               /       __/         /_       _/ 
   There's this kind of feeling you get when  /        _/         /         / 
you  see someone you  know but don't  really  \_______/_\___/____/\___/____/_
recognize, almost  like a  sixth sense  that    /        \/        \/    /   \
can  extrapolate what the  person you knew a   /        _/         /_       _/
long time  ago  would look like  today. It's  /-        /        _/         /
like a magnetic pull, hard to describe.       \________/\________/\___/____/

   Year before last, I think, I  was on a tram in  Melbourne and I saw a woman
and I just knew. I  knew I knew her and I  knew I knew who she  was, it was so
strange. I didn't say anything but watched her out of the corner of my eye.

   The most interesting part  was there was a kind of  recognition in her body
language too, as though she knew she knew me.

   I think back on that moment a lot.

   A kind of short-lived, silent, psychic reunion of two old friends.



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