We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
by Aimee Bender
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In Aimee Bender's novel, "The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake," the protagonist experiences a moment of longing for simplicity and connection with another person. As they step onto the sidewalk and let go of each other's hands, there is a deep yearning for a more unified existence, one in which the complexities of life are replaced by the straightforwardness of a street. This metaphorical wish for the world to be a street reflects a desire for clarity and ease in relationships.

The quote encapsulates a fleeting yet profound emotion. It suggests that in the hustle and bustle of life, moments of intimacy can feel precious and fragile. The character's desire for the world to be like a street underscores the contrast between the happiness found in companionship and the isolation that often accompanies individuality. Bender crafts this moment to highlight the deep human longing for connection amidst the challenges of everyday life.

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