At my cousin’s wedding some years ago, right after the newlyweds glided through their first dance, the guests got up en masse to join them. Looking around at the scant few still left in their chairs (that would be me and the old ladies), it was as if there was a neon sign above my head broadcasting the word, LOSER. Since then, I’ve always wanted to bring a plus one to a wedding. Tell me, please, in what circumstance have you really wished you had company?
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Samba Moves, 1953 from Vintage Scans