Last several nights, up to a week or more: I was an Israeli spy; I was getting married to Pat, who was wearing a very fancy black dress that he could rip off to reveal pants and shirt; I was being married with drug deals going on outside the reception; no one knew when the wedding ceremony was to begin and Stephen and I had to see each other before we were supposed to; and many more anxiety-inducing moments related to the wedding.
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