Theirs is a poignant story. She (or is it he?) stands immobile on the esplanade, around the clock. During the day, surrounded by throngs of footloose folk, she looks where they look, and she envies their freedom of movement. Through the small hours of the night, she gazes at the falls (or the restaurant, or the hotel, or in whichever direction the last tourist has left her pointing...)
She waits, she lives, for the dawn, when her True Love arrives, driven by that nice man in the raincoat, who always finds a reason to park, thus giving this local couple a few tender moments alone in the early morning mist. (sigh) It really is the most romantic place.