My sister mentioned something to me today. She made an analogy that I quite liked.
"You know when you are at Buffalo Exchange and you are looking at clothes- there is a reason those clothes are there, there is something wrong. Its the same on Millionaire Matchmaker, there is a reason those people are on there." I feel like I am at Buffalo Exchange every time I go to church in Manhattan. The thing is though, I'm there too. All of us Manhattan Singles are on the Island of Misfit Toys.
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