I can still remember the first girl I was ever attracted to. It happened one winter in Chicago when I was still in grammar school. I was trying to get her attention, so I took my mittens off and playfully and gently slapped her across the face with them. The following day she did the same thing to me, but she slapped me with a considerable amount of force after filling her mittens with marbles. She’s lucky she left before I regained consciousness because I probably would’ve beat her up, after the dizziness went away and my vision returned.