First novella from Moazzam Sheikh's San Francisco Quartet, a slow motion walkthrough in pre-pandemic San Francisco. He couldn't tell her, not yet, but thought about it, wished he could, that when he made love to her, he resisted thinking about Manto's famous short story Thanda Gosht, fought off the image of the dead woman being fucked. That in turn made him revisit a rather mediocre French noirish film Icy Breasts, although...