Perhaps you're mad about Valentine's Day, perhaps you're just mad that it is Valentine's Day, or perhaps you haven't noticed what day it is (except that it's three weeks to our Spring Issue copy deadline, of course). If you'd rather ignore the day altogether, that's your prerogative. But if you'd like to mark it, either solo or as part of a duet, then I say tuck yourself away from these February winds, raise a champagne toast to The Philadelphia Story (or whatever), and unwrap one or three red-foil-wrapped chocolate hearts.
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*Liz Imbrie, seeking an awol Macaulay Connor, TPS.
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