My walk from the railway station takes me past a hall, and that hall is often used to host parties. Of young people, some of whom rather like each other. A man was standing outside the hall the other day, looking away from me, and I watched curiously: there was something strange about his outline, almost as if there were two people there.

I kept watching as I walked, and as I walked it eventually became clear that there were two people there, kissing the night away. Is knowing that a reason to stop watching? I feel it ought to be, but nevertheless my head stayed pointing in their direction. Eventually she – the one initially obscured by the man I could see – looked up and saw me. And then I looked away.

I hope they stay together.

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