Or at least, what’s left of it.

What do you think it means when a woman tells you she’s “not sure” if she’s single? Does it make a difference that she brought up the topic and volunteered this information to me? (We all know I’m [1] too chicken to speak my mind on the matter.)
What am I then supposed to do?
Life ought to come with some sort of instruction manual; one with really pretty and colourful pictures, so it has a prayer of being read.
pundit@emphaticallystatic.org
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