We were crossing Smithe on the crosswalk, you (white female with red hot lipstick) going south and me (black toque, black jacket, white male with beard) going north. Our eyes caught each other and we both looked away as people do, but then we both looked back at each other and locked eyes. It may have only lasted a second or two, but there was something very lustful there. It was quite a powerful connection, enough that I'm writing one of these. Let's meet up and see if there is something there.