"When a marriage or an official relationship are over, men and women are desperate, they can allow themselves to be. When something like this is over, their sadness is unrivaled because they have to bottle it up, while they struggle to evoke the comfort of shared survival. It is grief without a funeral, made of tears in a restaurant bathroom, there are no fetishes from a buried past, nobody will bring comfort. She tries to comfort herself, playing with her hair, eating, chatting.
I'm the only one at the table to understand whence she came."
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