On Willemsparkweg, Pompa had cleared out some. Spots of sun. Moments of conversation over food. These are the things you remember. The striped awning, the cursive-style neon in orange saying Pompa, with the P stylishly looping to the o, the font when you are falling for someone.
Vivienne still knew him by his card alone: Surf Doctor.
He said, “Our problem is we don’t understand devotion. We mistake protocols for loyalty. We refuse to believe belief. Devotion: The groom is devoted to his bride. He will do anything for her. We think that love is a secular being. We had a funeral for mystery. Hamlet was afraid the ghost was real, Hamlet was afraid the ghost wasn’t real. Hamlet didn’t want his memory of his father to go away, Hamlet forgot his own memory. By the end of the play, Hamlet has f
