International Women’s Day brings to everyone’s mind spring, tulips, and love. Maybe that’s how it is—if you live somewhere other than Novosibirsk and have a boyfriend. I’m unlucky twice. I live in Novosibirsk, where the snow cover on March 8 is taller than a human, and I don’t have a guy—even a potential one. But there’s hope that one beautiful day everything will change! Or more precisely, one beautiful evening. Under a bench.
A short story about loving March 8).