![]() You try it all, but one day she will simply sit up in bed and say, No more, and, Ya, and you will have to move from the Harlem apartment that you two have shared. You claim that you were sick, you claim that you were weak-It was the book! It was the pressure!-and every hour like clockwork you say that you’re so so sorry. You start taking salsa classes like you always swore you would so that the two of you could dance together. You give her the passwords to all your e-mail accounts. You claim you’re a sex addict and start attending meetings. ![]() ![]() You compose a mass e-mail disowning all your sucias. “You try every trick in the book to keep her. ![]()
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