The moment I knew: I'd never felt a palm so sweaty. I was smitten
Briefly

"Clif and I had met a few nights before at a house party hosted by Carmel... when he spoke, he looked at me. I don't remember what he said but I suppose we imprinted on each other..."
"I arrived at the nightclub and descended the stairs to a low-ceilinged room that smelled sharply of celery salt and beer on ageing carpet. Outside the air was crisp and dry but inside..."
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