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Last night, I attended a lecture at the aforementioned witchy shop.  As I came in, one of the clerks asked if I was there for the lecture and asked for my name.

He then very circumspectly told me that the sailor was hoping to get in touch with me and asked if I would be amenable to that.  Oh the surreal part, the sailor’s wife had texted the clerk to find me.

So I left my number with the clerk.

I admit that it was unexpected, but also a nice surprise.  I assumed that I may run into him again at a ritual or event – our circles do overlap somewhat.  But he sought me out, and that felt really good.