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Sin I flew into Kingston, Jamaica, to meet Andrew. We were to spend a couple of weeks following the north coast westward towards to Negril. While Negril and the north coast are more progressive, a number of hotels in Kingston are quite traditional. Married couples only. We had a reservation at one such hotel. During check-in Andrew murmured sideways, out of the corner of his mouth, "we're married." And I replied, quite truthfully, "of course we are darling, just not to each other..." It's not what you're thinking. Both of the marriages were long dead and merely a technicality at that point. This was one of those rare moments when I was actually able to deliver a good come back on the spot. Normally, they surface hours later, when they are of no use at all. March 25, 2000
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