1. A couple of years ago, at a library reading club in a town I won't name so as not to embarrass anyone, there was a man among about twenty women. Nothing new, because that's more or less the usual percentage at these stimulating gatherings between readers and authors, Catalonia inside. I immediately sensed that he—sixty facts, clean-shaven, baritone voice—was the partner of one of the women who had read and underlined her novel. They sat side by side and, from time to time, whispered things in each other's ears. Now one smiled, now the other touched his knee. Small gestures that denoted a playful complicity that wasn't exactly the fruit of a long-term marriage. From the glances between them, I guessed a recent, first-flight love. At the end of the event, at the time of the group photo, the man managed to slip away and not leave. He asked if they would post it on the library and city hall's social media accounts and discreetly left the frame and moved away from the woman with whom he seemed to share new dreams. Some of the reading club members, who seemed to be leading the way, dropped a few hints. But, out of prudence, Pepet and Pepeta preferred not to leave any evidence of what seemed, by all accounts, to be a still-emerging love.

We read in the ARA that Astronomer's entrepreneur, Andy Byron, and the company's head of human resources, Kristin Cabot, have been caught caught red-handed at a Coldplay concert, because of the camera that focuses on members of the audience and projects their images onto the screen. Normally, and hence the name Kiss Camera, one, upon seeing oneself on the screen, kisses. However, these two, upon realizing they were being projected, abruptly separated and tried to hide (it seems they are both married). In the previous images, they look at each other, embracing, the stage with their eyes watering.