My Significant Other is sometimes chivalrous to a fault: for example, he'll let an endless swarm of pushy people onto the subway car between my entrance and his own, which has, for that reason, been in doubt more times than I can recall. In general, though, I cherish his *old-fashioned* sense of civility and courtesy, and find NYC, our native city, a much more stupidly brutish place now *chivalry* is in such desperately short supply, on the part of both women and men...