Photos offer the proof that I am not making this up. You will see all the empty benches. Whether wood, metal, or stone; you will see the empty seats. Chairs even - this was a fruitless endeavor, looking for love on this particular Friday morning.
There simply was no love to be found. Or perhaps it was there, but it just was not there for me. That is an entirely plausible possibility. For I am sure others were able to find the love they were looking for that morning.
Just not me. Just not me...