At Sysiphus, a Berlin open-air club, I recognized a striking dark-haired guy in the crowd with a nose ring. Someone I knew I’d at least seen before, but couldn’t place.
So when I saw him moving across the dance floor, I intercepted him.
“We met before right?”
He explained that we met in a park about a year ago. I remembered the occasion but I couldn’t reme…
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