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'Doris is the only friend I have worth talking to anymore. Once I saw her eat ice-cream out of an old man's mouth. I like Doris because she doesn't step on my toes but she can hold her own. Let's face it - some people are dogs. A few weeks ago Doris brought me to some kind of support group full of divorcees. They meet every week on a Wednesday night. She said she didn't know it would be full of women and that she thought it was maybe a good way to meet men. She's not very smart. Doris thinks divorce follows you around like a bad smell, especially if you're a woman...' (Introduction)