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Stephanie Fairyington

It’s a crisp sunny morning in late December. I’m sitting in my therapist’s lobby in Midtown Manhattan, anxiously waiting for my girlfriend, Sabrina, to arrive. She’s visiting my shrink with me so we can duke out our premarital differences, ... more

Feb 9, 2012 7:16 PM Op-Eds

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