My Glass-Eyed Boyfriend

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“Stop looking at my eye!” he exclaimed.

It was a different time when I was seventeen — a time when smartphones didn’t dictate social interaction and meeting new people happened in places like bars, not on apps.

Those where the days!

That’s when I met Ian in the spontaneous encounter that now seems almost quaint. He…