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is November 18th. Rachel and I always did dinner, just us, at this Italian place called Marino’s where they know us. This year she texted me on the 17th: “Hey Mom, so sorry, Daniel’s parents wanted to do a family thing for his dad’s retirement that weekend, can we do your birthday another time??”
I went to Marino’s alone on the 18th. Vincent,continue reading …
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