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Yesterday a different guy hit on me at the bus station. Believe me, I don't try to attract attention. I try to avoid all eye contact at the bus station.

This man, who said he was from West Africa (which has to be true, considering his accent), would not take no for an answer. He must have asked me for my number 20 times in a row, not blinking once at my string of "no"s.

"Just give me your number."

"No, I'm sorry."

"Why?" *smiles*

"I'm just not looking to get involved with anyone right now."

"I'm just trying to find friends. I just moved to the area and am looking for someone to hang out with around town."

I didn't believe him for a second. I haven't been that naive in several years.

I saw him again today, boarding the same bus I was exiting. I slowed my footsteps and timed it so that he had little time to catch me in his line of sight. Not that I think he's a bad man (a bit overeager in his approach, yes). I just didn't want to go through that awkwardness again.

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