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Dear Breakup Girl,

I'm very sick with FMS. I'm also jaded, divorced, and distantly related to Edgar A. Poe. So, it goes without saying that I'm a moody poet. Do I have a chance in this world for a romance? I already think not, but my mother feels I should be open to it and write to guys on the 'net. I think, "What's the point?"

--Lisa

Dear Lisa,

Brilliant! Tweak the grammar/construction of your letter a bit, and you'll have composed a personal ad that will attract (among others) someone completely prepared and delighted to be your brood-mate. I'm totally serious.

Love,
Breakup Girl

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