c: These boots have the longest shoe laces imaginable. They are black, heavy, rounded, like the paws of some cartoon animal. It was when we bought them (our favourite street, height and ashbury, san francisco) that I suddenly knew that he was in love with someone else. They are Linda boots. I walked in them several weeks before he left me. Now I heard he has messed up their relationship too. Unfaithful to her as well. And I am still walking around in those boots, as if they are me, not her. Feel sorry for her: yet another person who will never be able to fall in love because she has once loved him.
k: But you fell in love with me.
c: Yes, but you are totally unique. There is no one in the world like you.
k: There is no one in the world like anyone.
c: Exactly.