posted Wednesday, January 7, 2015 at 8:06pm
At 7:15 P.M. on January 4/2015 on the 250A Bus. I approached you an approximately 5'5" Egyptian princess with lovely large eyes I complimented and perfect teeth. We spoke about "earplugs" dampening the city noise, of which I was wearing. You disembarked in the West End vicinity just a few blocks east of Denman St. I am 6 feet tall and slim, I was wearing a tan/light brown Fedora hat which has a black band embellishment, a black windbreaker jacket and olive greenish cargo pants. I was heading to West Van on the North Shore. I initiated talking to you, regarding the drunk heavy set guy at the front of the bus, impeding my progression, whilst I was trying to get on and facetiously asked you "is that your husband"? We spoke about martial Arts and no caffeine etc... and that you had taken a self defense course. Your smile is simply delicious, your face perfect and your skin a lovely tone and akin to silk in texture. I adored your openness and unpretentious candor to talk. Would love to see you again, perhaps walk the seawall or something?
WhenSunday, January 4, 2015
250A Bus ttraveling westerly on Georgia St. to West Van.