In Lyon: after a rooftop gig someone tucked a basil sprig into my jacket and wrote 'come by my rehearsal space?' - romantic eco-flirt or creepy boundary?
Remote from Vancouver - hey, I'm Ethan, a nature photographer and plant‑based cook. Would Lyon locals call this a sweet green meet‑cute after we danced, a flattering forward invite, or a boundary that should've had words first?
In Lyon: after a rooftop gig someone tucked a basil sprig into my jacket and wrote 'come by my rehearsal space?' - romantic eco-flirt or creepy boundary? | Womira Poll
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