It was a lovely, uneventful Saturday morning. Three lattes, two newspapers and... ...one dating service application.
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Miranda: "Dear single." Single? You don't even have a name?
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Carrie: Well, I'm single, I don't deserve one.
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Samantha: That's the postal equivalent of a drive by shooting.
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Carrie: Yeah, and I thought those 57 menus I get everyday from Hunan Munan were annoying.
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Miranda: Look at this! "Don't let your soul mate slip away."
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Carrie: Oh, I know, It's almost a threat. It¡¯s like, "We have him, he¡¯s just waiting for you but hurry because he's slipping...slipping away. Oops! There he goes."
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Miranda: Soul mates only exist in the Hallmark aisle in Duane Reade Drugs.
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Charlotte: I disagree. I believe it there's that one perfect person out there to complete you.
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Miranda: And if you don't find him, what? You're incomplete? It's so dangerous!
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Carrie: All right, first of all, the idea that there's only one out there? I mean why don't I shoot myself right now? I¡¯d like to think that people have more than one soul mate.
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Samantha: I agree. I've had hundreds.
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Carrie: Yeah, and you know what, if you miss one, along comes another like cabs.
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Charlotte: No, that is not how it works.
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Carrie: Oh, OK.
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Miranda: But you are still looking outside yourself; it¡¯s saying that you're not enough.
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Charlotte: Are you enough?
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Carrie: Actually, today she's too much.
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Samantha: Look, the bad thing about the one perfect soul mate is that it's so unattainable. You¡¯re being set up to fail.
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Miranda: Exactly, and you feel bad about yourself.
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Samantha: Yeah, that makes the gap between the Holy Grail and the assholes even bigger.
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* slip away: »ì¦ °¡¹ö¸®´Ù,¾î´Àµ¡ Áö³ª°¡´Ù
* unattainable: ¾ò±â ¾î·Á¿î, ¹ÌÄ¡±â ¾î·Á¿î
* Holy Grail: ¼º¹è (Á¤½ÅÀûÀÎ ÀÌ»óÀÇ ÀºÀ¯)