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Article: This feels awful. It must be love. Recognizing true love is more about knowing what it's not than knowing what it is.(Dyke Drama)(Essay)
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- Curve
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- November 1, 2008
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As I sat in the back seat of a rust-and-primer-splotched Trans Am, watching a slasher flick with my date's kid sister at a drive-in movie theater in Trailer Village, Ore., I began to suspect that love had forsaken me once more. On that wretched evening, my date sat in the front seat with the driver, who was her ex-girlfriend, not incidentally, and the owner of the battered car. Every few minutes, their heads would close the gap between them as they would whisper something, probably not terribly clever, to one another, obstructing, the view for the kid and me. Of course, my vision was already blurred by my tiny tears. I couldn't even explain to myself how I came to such a ...