You were standing near the bus stop on Hastings and Nanaimo wearing my favorite band t-shirt. It was the rolling stones tour of 81' with the dragon standing on the stadium. I walked up to you and we briefly talked about the shirt and how your cool uncle had a bunch of old band tour shirts from back in the day. You made a joke about him not being able to fit into them any longer and that they now all belonged to you. You were exactly my type, funny beautiful and had great taste in music I've thought of our quick conversation 100 times and don't understand why I didn't at least ask if I could get a chance to see the rest of your shirt collection and maybe at the same time get to know you a little better. So if I can walk back in time and ask a quick question can I see you again and also your shirt collection...