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The couple in the backseat, Lee and Barry Feinstein, a couple of Jim's acquaintances from Vancouver, hadn't said much for about an hour, they just sat there in the backseat being dutiful Yuppies, holding hands.

"Did you see that?" I practically shouted, as we whizzed by a sign at the side of the road, "It said 'Camp Area Ahead.' Couldn't I talk you guys into stopping there for just awhile, so we could stretch our legs? We've been driving ever since breakfast... " Jim turned around and gave a questioning look to Lee and Barry. Barry shrugged, saying he didn't care one way or the other, and Jim said, "Okay, hon. We'll pull in for a p*** and a stretch, pardon my language. I just don't want to miss the opening address by The Love Therapist, that's the only reason I'm being such an a***** about making time... " Jim smiled at me, and I figured I had him hooked. Stretching wasn't what I was in the mood for, not by a long shot...

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