I jumped into the cab, and the driver was chuckling in the front seat. He told me that he had witnessed the kiss and it looked really good. I said, “No, it was not good, it was awkward,” and I told him the story of how this had been my first first date in fifteen years and it was all too much. The driver introduced himself as Pablo and told me that he himself had been on a sabbatical from dating, and then he told me all his theories on dating as he drove me home to Harlem. When we got to my building, he turned off the meter and we talked for another forty-five minutes, all the while holding
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