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I Was Just Taking Her Hand To Help Her Out Of A Car And I Knew. It Was Like... Magic.

The Divorce Has Lasted Way Longer Than The Marriage, But Finally It's Over.

Washington Is A City Of Locker-room Boys, And All The Old, Outmoded Notions Apply: Men And Women Are Ushered To Separate Rooms After Dinner, Sex Is Dirty, And They Are Still Serving Onion-soup Dip.

All That Means Is That It Wasn't Personal To You. But It Was Personal To Me.

When Something Like This Happens, You Suddenly Have No Sense Of Reality At All. You Have Lost A Piece Of Your Past. The Infidelity Itself Is Small Potatoes Compared To The Low-level Brain Damage That Results When A Whole Chunk Of Your Life Turns Out To Have Been Completely Different From What You Thought It Was. It Becomes Impossible To Look Back At Anything That's Happened ... Without Wondering What Was Really Going On.