“It got in the way of us being cops, which was the last thing I wanted to happen. “Proximity and frequency,” my father’s words kept reverberating in my head; two good-looking young people in the same place all the time. I was determined to be a cop first and a woman second, but for those of you who are female, you just go and try. Lido met me outside the stationhouse. “Hey, I’ll buy you a beer.” Lido had the most incredibly brown puppy-dog eyes. You know the kind I’m talking about, the kind ...you can’t say no to. Lido took me to a place called Café Remy, a Latino club down by the South Street Seaport. After two Coronas, I was three sheets to the wind. I had never danced to salsa music before, but if you’re scoring on originality, I think I did pretty well. Technically, Italy is one of the Latin countries and I’ve got an ample supply of rhythm. At twenty-eight, I can writhe and grind with the best of them. It wasn’t what I had planned, but it eliminated the need for talking.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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