I guess it was last weekend in February or maybe the first in March. I was standing on Davie Street ( wearing total black and dark sunglasses) when you, handsome Iranian by descent, came out of London Drugs with your friend and came up to say hello. We had a chat and I told you I had just came from a different country and it was a pleasant encounter. But I had to go and no phone numbers were exchanged. I've been thinking about you. Who knows, maybe you'll read this text once and reply.