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I have no clue why she would be dressed up this nicely at a train station but that is non of my business/ The point is that I wanted to complement her/ But being that most of my friends are women/I've heard enough creeper horror stories to know that if I didn't approach her correctly/ I could go down in her own history book as another creepy ass guy on the train trying to holler/So I didn't/I still don't Read on