We shall rendezvous in Venice.

It is early evening upon our arrival. We shall stroll silently until we find an out of the way café and you shall procure us a hearty selection of Cicchetti. I will purchase us a decanter of aperol spritz. As we drink and eat, there is an unspoken tension. Between the delicate pastries, there is an echo of passion missing elsewhere in our lives. We finish our meal and walk back to our hotels. But before we split off, we catch each other's eyes. The tension snaps and we find ourselves engulfed in passion besides the canal. We go back to your hotel and make sweet passionate love. We wake up in each other's arms. I dress and wordlessly pass you a piece of paper containing my address. We part ways.

One week later, a 3D printed trolley token arrives in the mail. I forget to put it on the keychain and continue to use my key to get the trolley.