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The Loved One initially employed me and managed me over twenty years ago (he even helped me tie my work tie, since I had never worn one and though they taught you all kind of knots in cubs they didn't teach that one, because you used a woggle). A few years after that, with naught other than professional interaction between us, and after a massive heart attack had him "review" his life and decide "better out than in", and by coincidence while "very bad thoughts" had dragged me into the slough of despond, we met for several months over a summer beach and some post-swim movies, and have been been with each other, pretty much 24/7, ever since. Our 17th "anniversary" was earlier this year, and we intend to "marry", for form's sake, (we've decided bugger what the government says) either this year or early next.
Cheers,
Marc
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