People will be at restaurants all over this city tomorrow night for all sorts of reasons. Business dinners, catching up with old friends, birthday celebrations, the chance to be at the hot-new-place in the neighborhood-of-the-moment. But mostly, they’re dates. Couples all sitting together with a small candle illuminating their menus and faces and relationship - and they can’t help thinking (through the first course, second course...) how it’s always so easy to love someone when they’re right in front of you.
How easy it is (even over a nice Pinot Noir), for your mind to...drift. And amidst the overwhelming smell of cheap cologne and expensive perfume you can tell when another person has fallen out of love. They excuse themselves from the table, leaving their steamed artichoke exposed near the heart, the discarded leaves with teeth indentations still sitting just off to the side, neatly stacked.
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nice.
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