Two strangers meet on a train.
a bus.
a subway.
But sometimes, if you're feeling the insanity sauce, you bite off more than you can chew...and swallow no chaser. Because here you do it all, and that's really the operative word: do. This particular day though has been one for the record books (wherever they're kept).
"Chapter One. He was as tough and romantic as the city he loved. Behind his black-rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat. Oh, I love this. New York was his town, and it always would be."
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