For five years now she has watched the man come and go. He passes by in his limo, windows always up, without ever once saying so much as hello. ''Maybe I'm stubborn,'' she says. ''But I've got such a violent reaction to the man. It's a gut reaction. I don't like him. It's intuitive. I'm not really sure this feeling I have for him would be as strong if I didn't live here next to him.''
Honey, believe me, yes it would. I live on a different continent, and I feel exactly the same way.