For our Sunday Brooklyn Missed Connection this week, we again turn our attention to the L Train, starting with the dude who was passed out and could have ended up in (gasp) Canarsie:

To the Girl Who Woke Me Up on the L Train – m4w
It was close to 5 in the morning when you nudged me awake. The first thought to come to me as my eyes broke open to a flood of light with your face peering down on me was “an angel.” My next thought was “this isn’t my stop.” I think we were at the Montrose or Morgan Avenue stop. You asked me if I was alright or something of that variation. I guess I was slouched forward with my head down, a typical drunk pose. I don’t know what transpired or inspired you to wake me, but I just wanted to thank you. I would have been upset if I found myself in Canarsie again. Thank you!

We move on to the Marxism-related MC:

“Absolute collapse is still the goal of a totalizing ideology” – m4w – 24
Typical story: Wanted to say something but didn’t. “Nice eyes” would have been creepo and “So you’re reading about marxist theory” might have been worse. I wore black. I’ve never posted anything before but you had the biggest, gorgeousest eyes i might have ever seen. May the stars align, I guess. Hope to see you on the L again.

And end with a red coat and black “pentyhose”:

Red dressed girl with black pentyhose on L train – m4w – 23
Red coat girl with black pantyhose and black hair – I got infatuated with you. That happened on the L train on Tuesday Feb 26th. We both took the train at night from 1st ave but you got out at Lorimer stop. It looked like short trip although I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I was that blond guy dressed in black. So what do you think? So how about it?

Always fun on the L.