![]() ![]() So this is a story about being ghosted in the modern, dating sense, the term that appeared to give a name to that depressing phenomenon of potential or current dates disappearing off the face of the earth with no explanation. He wanted to exist in a liminal state, like everything was just about to begin.’ ‘Max wanted to be tortured, he wanted to yearn and chase and dream. They hit it off, and things are going swimmingly. The line-up of potential mates is uninspiring to say the least – as Nina remarks dryly, ‘Every man looked exactly the same: ‘Tom, 24, atheist, London, likes: reading, sleeping, eating travel’ – it reminded me of the Biology GCSE syllabus and being taught what living organisms need: ‘movement, respiration, reproduction, nutrition, excretion.’īut it’s not too long before she meets the charming and beguiling Max, an accountant (a job he hates) with a love of the outdoors and a yearning to see the world (yawn?). She caves to pressure and downloads a dating app called Linx. She’s got just one single friend left, Lola, and everyone else is married and starting families. Nina is in her early thirties, a successful food writer living in London. ![]()
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