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Valentine's Day. Janet sighed. This had to be the worst holiday of the entire year, not just for singles, but for couples that couldn't be together. She and Mark had been together for 2 years now, last year on Valentine's Day they'd both had to work (the drag of working in a restaurant, even if they'd both made tons of money.

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I laughed out loud at cupid. He slapped his hand over my mouth to silence me; he wasn't happy, I could tell by the way he growled at me to shut up before straightening his listing laurel wreath and rearranging his bow and arrows. His face was silvered, heavy with stage makeup, his body sheathed in an over-tight leotard, and a toga that left little to the imagination.

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