The blonde Clergy Chick is left in the city, when the non-blonde flies home. She (the blonde) never thought it would hurt this much. She basically feels like a half person, and walked from Central Park to 15th in a daze, among bzillions of Dominicans celebrating.
At the guesthouse, blonde Clergy Chick's friend waited, and so she is no longer alone, but still a bit sad.
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Well, the non-blonde will be there when you get back. Hopefully that, and a lot of shopping, will suffice.
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