Don't worry, I can help you remember.
You can’t remember, can you? Yes, you staring into the cold glass screen, probably in in private or incognito mode. Yeah, you can’t remember, which is quite a pity. She remembers, and she’s waiting for you, but you don’t remember her. Perhaps I should remind you; maybe I’ll get something out of it too. It was unseasonably warm that night, and you were drinking alone at the bar, the one in...Read On