I plodded through this book as long as I did because I have secretly always wanted to live in Winnipeg. Despite the winters, I think that city and I could have a future together. It's like the one that got away of cities, except maybe, still, someday? So even though I didn't find the prose compelling or the characters even interesting, I kept reading The Republic of Love because, well, Winnipeg. But finally my lack of interest in the book overcame me, and I put it down just as the two main characters were about to meet. Maybe I should have hung around long enough for them to say hi to each other, but life is short and my bookshelf is full of other temptations.