When you take the same train each day, you recognise the same people. What’s spooky is when you know what seat they’re going to take before they even get on.
One such person happens to get on at the same station as me, and get off to change lines at the same stop, and use the same lines, and get off at the same station as me.
This morning I found him in the same coffee shop as me.
Next thing I’ll probably find he works in the same building as me