We were new to one place and said hello, a stranger to each other with a genuine smile. I remember that day very clearly; the feelings were almost palpable. But no, thank you, sorry, dear stranger, maybe the next time we cross paths again, it would be different. I believe some strangers are meant to cross our paths to make us notice the things we didn’t even know exist.” Hello stranger, nice to meet you. Is it your first time here? I remember how you approached me that early morning, asking if it was okay to drink beer. Surprised, I glanced at the clock, and it was 9:30 am. Trying…