"What's life like as a Single Pringle?" asked my friend Laura over a cup of coffee. It was a miserable day in January. Outside the cafe's window, the snow was whirling and people walked doubled over against the wind. My cheeks were still burning from the cold and I was pretty sure Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer could have called me his sister. "I'm rattling around alone at the bottom of
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