Once upon a time, there was a young French who settled in London. He met a Greek and they went out together for several weeks until the day when, for no reason, the Greek sent a message saying: "I need some time to think about us, blah blah blah, many kisses". The French waited for a few days and decided to recontact him but all he got was ignorance, then a mind-boggling fight on the Internet, then some kind of excuse via text message then... nothing. It was over.
The French was outraged and told this story to his French Brazilian flatmate who reminded him he was gay and he was living in London and there, people don't care about their partners. Then fuck him.
Inspired from the first chapter of Sex and the City called "Manhattan or the end of the Great Love".
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