Pulling an americano

When a charismatic U.S. guy love-bombs and then ghosts or abruptly ends things with a foreign girl. There’s nothing more American than an enthusiastic man calling you incredible on the first date, talking about introducing you to his family and friends on the second, and disappearing without a trace by the third. Similarly, there’s nothing more American than a watered-down version of what was once a rich Italian espresso, now sold as a café chain favorite. Both shower you with instant comfort, only to leave you bitter and questioning your identity.