Love in the time of the internet

Hi Hart Beat. It’s a stormy night here in Brooklyn and I desperately hope that this rain cools down the temperatures before Carolyn and I head to the beach this weekend… Anyway, a couple days ago I came across this fascinating article about a New Yorker who chronicled his heartbreaking love story in a series of Yelp reviews.

The author behind the story, Chase Compton, tells a riveting tale of romance, courtship and heartbreak by leaving different episodes of his story at different places around the city. Each episode is written in the review space for popular restaurants and landmarks in lower Manhattan (like Tompkins Squire Park, Cafe Mogador and the Brooklyn Bridge.) The first part of the story takes place down the street from where I live in Greenpoint and, as a New Yorker, I found reading the story somewhat eerie. The way that Chase describes falling in love in this intimate, loud, public and intoxicating city is unbelievable accurate. I couldn’t stop reading his story and I thought you might enjoy it too Hart Beat. For the full list of reviews you can find Chase’s Yelp account here.

On the topic of keys, I had noticed something about the bridge that I hadn’t noticed before. I had been on the Brooklyn Bridge just about a year ago, with Him, and had failed to notice all of the locks that embellished the wires running all along it. They all had names and engagements and testaments of eternal love carved into them–it was just like that bridge in Paris. It was slightly less grand-scale, but still the same concept. People from all over the world had come here, to this place, and placed locks on it that represented their steadfastness in love. It was as if to say that love really did stand a chance when it was true, and it could in fact be made into something of permanence. Too many people these days saw the notion of love as being “locked” or “trapped” into something, but I knew that there was more to it than that. Love should be something that frees you, and liberates you, and makes you stronger–it’s that permanence and strength that the lock represents. Delving further into metaphor, I wondered what the key was in this equation. What was the key to making love stay? 
– Chase Compton

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