Lots of single folks bemoan the existence of Valentine’s Day. The flowers, the chocolates, the jewelry, the surprise dinners, the chipped teeth from hidden rings in cakes and champagne. Even partnered people hate Valentine’s Day. The pressure to think of something unique with which to prove your unflagging love. The unspoken competition to outdo your girlfriend’s girlfriends’ boyfriends. The whole thing seems a cunning conspiracy meant to torture partnered men and single women alike, stamped with the Hallmark gold seal of approval.
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