This evening, there’s a twist in the coffee shop routine. The man’s nervousness is apparent, as he taps on the
keypad of his smartphone. A gift for a date—no doubt—is in a white glossy paper bag and pink streamers, resting
on the seat in front of him. It’s at this point where I would like to take a straw poll amongst us regulars as to whether she will or will
not come to meet him. We think that she will accept his gift.
the car heaters barely
able to work