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The kind that gab interminably about their sumptuous beach house in Fire Island, Rehoboth, or Fort Lauderdale, but never invite you!
Why would anyone want to hear miles of blather about a lush summer estate if an invitation isn't attached to the spiel? It’s like describing your body in graphic detail to a sex addict, complete with all kinds of come-ons, then walking away.
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