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Romance arrived, as it often does, as an uneven, glorious inconvenience. He fell—eventually, and wholly—for someone who loved lists and maps and who carried a camera the way others carried a compass. They met at an evening lecture about urban soundscapes, and thereafter exchanged notes on trains and rooftops. Their conversations were elaborate constructions of what-if and might-be; they learned each other’s small things—the way a certain brand of tea calmed the other’s jaw; the exact phrasing that would make the other laugh until a city block sounded like applause. They lived in half the space either had imagined being able to share, and it was enough for a while.

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