City of StrangersOne of the things people both love and hate about a city like New York is the anonymity of its inhabitants. But once in while a phenomenon occurs where you run into old friends, acquaintances or people you "used to know." I've written about this before and for some reason these meetings always seem to happen in bunches.
Yesterday I passed a guy on the street whose social circles sometimes overlapped with mine. I knew him slightly and he was always nice enough. But I only remembered who he was after I had already rounded the corner and he was probably gone. But then on my way home there he was on the subway platform. After that awkward moment of recognition we exchanged pleasantries and then caught different trains. Then this morning on my roughly four block walk from my house to the subway I ran into two old friends from college. Two in ten minutes. What are the odds?
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