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I became one of Wendy's regular I-should-be-writing-but-let's-meet-for-coffee-instead dates. It was a blast to help Wendy procrastinate. We shopped, gossiped and swore to get thin together. We went to each other's openings. I was her date for award ceremonies and multiple engagements where, in her words, "I'm speaking to the Jews."
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