i was in the checkout line at whole foods on lamar and you tapped me on the shoulder and said you loved my sleeve. we chatted for a min about your tattoo artist and i was gonna ask if you wanted to grab coffee sometime but then the cashier called me up and i paniced and just left. kicking myself. you had short red hair and glasses
— tattoo guy
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I was stranded on the shoulder with a flat tire and no jack. You pulled over in a red pickup, changed my tire in 10 minutes, and refused any money. You just said "pass it on." I think about your kindness all the time.
You were playing acoustic guitar near the big oak tree at Zilker Park last Sunday afternoon. You played "Fast Car" by Tracy Chapman and I sat on the grass listening for an hour. I wanted to tell you how talented you are but you left before I worked up the courage.
You were with friends at Epoch Coffee on North Loop. Your laugh was so genuine and infectious that everyone around you couldn't help but smile. It honestly made my whole week better.