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You asked if I’d seen the film everyone was arguing about. I hadn’t. I watched it that night just to have something to say.


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From Theo, for Ivy
Four chapters, and counting.
You asked if I’d seen the film everyone was arguing about. I hadn’t. I watched it that night just to have something to say.


Two coffees turned into dinner, and dinner turned into walking you home the long way. You talked about your grandmother’s garden for an hour and I didn’t want you to stop. Somewhere on that bridge, I already knew.
— Café Lumen, Bristol
We missed the last tram and didn’t care at all. We walked home along the river, sharing one jacket and a bag of warm pastries.

— Porto, Portugal
Mismatched mugs, one plant we somehow keep alive, and you. Our first night we ate takeaway on the floor because the table hadn’t arrived yet. Still the best dinner I’ve ever had.
— Flat 4B, Clifton
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