Is slipping a tiny hand-painted seed sachet + my number into a stranger's bike basket after a flirty Dolores Park chat sweet or creepy?
Visiting from Stockholm - I'm a painter and gardener who volunteers a lot. We smiled after a pop-up plant-swap and I tucked a tiny sachet and my number into their bike basket. Was that a cute eco‑flirt or did I cross a boundary?
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