Imagine you are playing a shell game. You know the kind you see on the street corner in big cities. The only difference is instead of the monetary amount a lot of people play for you’ve managed to stuff under one of those shells the “perfect” woman for you. As the street hustler starts to shift the cups around you lock your eyes on the one you are certain has your lady under it. After some time he comes to a stop and you point out the one you are sure has "the ONE" hidden. Wrong! You point to the second shell. Wrong again! So you point to the third and final shell. Nope, sorry! You are so crushed by your loss at the shell game that you fail to look to your side and see that “the ONE” has been right next to you the whole damn time. You turn and walk away mumbling to yourself and leave her standing there.
(For the purposes of this post, any word(s) you see in quotes is meant to show terms most people believe in and use. I don't personally -- that's just silly.)
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