They touched foreheads. Like there was no tomorrow. Sitting opposite each other quietly in the cold, trying to find some warmth.
Here in this village in rural Cornwall where the community centre, like everything else, is out of bounds. Daubed graffiti on the wall that speaks so loudly to these lonely times.
I watch, for a brief moment, as that young couple’s love transcends it all ?
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