While throwing back birthday drinks, I vowed that at 32 I would stir up my romantic life. I hadn’t had a date since Generous Stranger, and that date was more like an instantaneous meeting of two attractive and hungry souls than an outing. Now more than ever I want to be wined and dined before dawn. I want to be picked up and dropped off at a respectable hour, called two days later, and do it all over again. It is time, ladies, for this lady to meet herself a man that is going to commit and love her reciprocally and unconditionally.
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