At the internet cafe here on the Rue Clichy, I am the only single person. Every other person, all 24 of them, have long distance partners. I say this because they are all in front of webcams. For hours. Each day. Staring at their love typing. These people perhaps should not be apart. Their lives revolve around each other. They do nothing except want to be together. How else could you explain staring at a screen of a person staring down, at a keyboard, you don't see their face! Then, when their time is up, making that quick day ending phone call (expensive!)
Such is the second less enjoyable type of long distance affair. Come to think of it,the brazilian girl I knew, her sister in New York, that's all she did too, webcam to brasil. With her clothes on! Can you believe it?
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