A couple weeks ago, a friend broke up with her boyfriend. We spoke on Sunday morning. She’d gone on a bad date the night before with a new guy, a finance guy she disliked off the bat—he was boorish, self-consumed, still she still talked to him for a couple hours, drank the wine, she wanted to see it through, in case thi…
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