Imagine if they’d had smartphones, subtle apps greedy for the continued commodification of individual selves. Our corporate reality sanctions romance, which can be packaged and sold like scented candles, but as corporations endlessly optimize efficiencies, seeking to colonize any remaining stray attention, increasingly they must be at war with love, which is by definition a waste of valuable time. Yet here they are, Gloria and Bogie, day after day, patiently. Love has become our only possible act of resistance.