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People gush and gah over the question of “whether” or “if” single women — a group of humans who all think and dream and live alike, apparently — are doomed to a lifetime of emotional anguish and soul-splitting loneliness. They wring their hands in ostensible angst on behalf of the Poor, Benighted Single Lady and offer aid and succor to the ignorant, selfish lambs who don’t know any better than to not get married.