I met a man yesterday whose claim to fame was to have appeared as "The Virgin" on the American television reality show "The Bachelorette." 
 
I thanked him enthusiastically for his time and likely came across as somewhat star-struck. 
 
The truth is that he helped me along a certain path to a distantly vague inner peace. 
 
No matter how hopeless my situation may become today, tomorrow, or in an undetermined future, at least I'll never have to speak of my days as the unpicked virgin. 
 
Thank you Roger. Or Jim. 
 
I seem to have forgotten his name.

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