Love on the Streetcar

Dave, like other men, falls in love every day. So many longings, so many unknowns, absurd romantic dreams fuelled by the brief sight of a stranger. On the streetcar, walking down the street, in restaurants and bars. Is it Roman Polanski who when he was young fell head over heels for a girl he glimpsed from the metro platform as her train pulled away? Who kept her image in his head for decades afterwards, eternally regretting that he hadn’t been able to speak to her? Or is that someone else, someone less notorious?

Like all fairy tales, anyway, it leaves out time. Because of course the girl grows up. She ages. Goes through menopause. Experiences the waning interest of men (about which she may or may not care, who k...

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