Modern Dating, With a Lot of Talking, Talking, Talking
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Modern Dating, With a Lot of Talking, Talking, Talking
The kind my parents had, and I’d spent my entire life looking for one just as grand. I wrote them into novels while I looked for my real-life equivalent in men at bars wearing sloppy ties or wrinkled T-shirts, and strangers who stole glances at me on the train, bad idea after bad idea.