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The Bachelorette by the Numbers

You know how people have dreams sometimes? Not sleep dreams, like, “Hollywood”-sign-as-metaphor dreams? Well, last night this gal’s dream came true. And, suddenly, it’s as if I’m Princess Desiree cruising the land of v-necks and fairy tales in my either-bright-or-baby blue Bentley. Who knew I could reach nirvana with…

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