I was next to you for most of the show at Marquee last night. I had wanted to talk to you all night but in the end we chatted, danced, and I thought there may have been a spark there. Then the show ended and my social inadequacy paralyzed me and I said nothing. It’s always like this. Maybe I’ll see you again and not be a dummy. —Black Glasses
This article appears in Oct 19-25, 2017.