I don't know about you, but I spent many a Valentine's Day home alone wishing someone would spend his allowance on a ridiculously over-sized teddy bear holding a plush heart that I could perch in the corner of my room as a constant reminder that someone loved me. I've written a letter to that girl. Dear Jenni [because you know, I was still Jenni in those days], How's it going, girl? Happy Valentine's Day. I'm from the future. Yeah, your style doesn't get much better as you age....
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