Sighting

If the man reading a book on the overground from Whitechapel to Forest Hill on 7th May around 8pm, happens to read this, I was the woman opposite you reading,it wasn’t until halfway through that I noticed your face and put my book aside and I was distracted.  I didn’t want to interrupt you but thought you looked very interesting. A slight resemblance to a young Jonathan Richman perhaps. Maybe next time, I’ll say hi.