saw a gal in lounge 77 in shanghai pudong airport, terminal 2.
looked like somebody he knew long time ago, but looked much younger. wanted to go over to talk to her, but she did not even raise her eye-brows, just very much into reading her mag. he tried to gaze at her to catch her attention. she did not bite, like any total stranger.
this gal must be a total stranger, after all. else, she should have noticed him, and paid attention to his sizing her up, or also showed the same curiosity as he had shown her.
he wanted to solve the riddle; go and ask her whether she's the gal he knew. but he held his horse, it could not be her, alone, in a very fashionable attire, super-high-heel boots, a branded hand-bag, in her twenties, or oldest, her thirties....
he's not in a dream, else he would have approached her and asked her. only in dreams all inhibitions break free, there's no stranger!
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