What’s That? Oh, we both love steely dan and hate cyclists that wear the little outfits ? (Not bc we hate the fit- we do, we just hate that they give you a dirty look when they roll through a stop sign and it‘s your turn to drive more)
it starts with you liking one of my recs (obviously), then, feeling generous, I like one of yours that’s either a micro-complaint or link to a specific, hard-to-find performance of an ethereal 70s jazz singer.
We follow each other back and… the rest is history as they say…
And by history I mean we dm on Instagram nightly until eventually we meet people that live on our own coasts and our flirtation becomes merely a memory
But a beautiful one at that
