suzanne and i stopped in
the bar where she met
her first husband, stopped
into the blue & gold
place as we used to call it
in the east village;
she'd gone there with
him, too.
"i told him," suzanne said
at the bar, "if we don't
work through this, we're
going to have to do it
all over again, in another
life, i mean, do you really
want to be
married to
me
again?"
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