I learned that F– engaged in some heavy petting with the blonde lady who is constantly at work, frequently drinking with some new man. Late night, after the shift, a group of them went to the bar across the street. I wonder if it happened in some shadowy corner, away from the eyes of others; or if they went to the bar for a shot, and, exhilarated, he leaned in. No such thing has ever happened to me. F– has a girlfriend, also his landlord. The man lives on Easy Street.
A dream that my bike was stolen.