A girl and a boy are walking hand in hand ahead of me on Bank Street. They are damned cute even from the back.
I quickly pass them, whip myself around, smile at them, point to their shoes, and say, "That is so cute and romantic."
"Do you think so?" The girl inquires, "I was worried it might be dorky."
The boy just smiles shyly.
"Are you kidding? It's romantic as hell," I tell them.
They are a friggin' cute couple from the front too.
With their enthusiastic permission, I take a picture of their feet and continue on my way.