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Thousands of Craigslist Missed Connections ads on Muni and pickup artist bootcamp can’t be wrong, right?
Making the moves on someone on Muni sounds awkward to me, but we know at least a few riders who met a cutie on the bus: Eric, Wil, and this mysterious note writer. What do you think? Should we get off OkCupid and start riding Muni more?
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From Muni rider and Giftly Marketing Director Nish:
Sometimes, the unlikeliest of seat angels (on a 14-Mission, no less), will back you up when no one else will.
A reminder to be kind to your “handicapped” rider pals, dawgs.
Photo by Sergio
Here’s the poem, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” in its entirety:
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
The Muni-hook post-script: I’ll be awake for a long-ass time, too.
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