The Washington Post has been doing this weekly series where they write about unlikely love stories and local weddings, and like a sappy romantic, I of course read them every time they run. And this time, I was pleasantly surprised to find that this week's installment is about two Iranians falling in love and giving it a go with a third marriage.
Yay, compulsive romantics! That's basically my people in a nutshell - we got Rumi and Hafez, we're set. Well, we may also be defined by that whole Islam thing. Oh, and the douche-y government. Just ignore the last part, I guess.