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Always always Mary Ann.

The firm I used to work for had its offices on the East side of Manhattan. A watering hole across the street from the firm had a bar that we used to frequent often. One day one of my colleagues pointed out the older lady at the other end of the bar, obviously wearing a large wig precariously balanced on top of her head, makeup not quite right, seemingly pretty juiced. I had seen her many times before. Tina Louise. She was apparently an amiable sort, but the whole scene struck me as pretty sad. Said hello to her once and she was pleasant. Very wasted though.

Didn't realize she was still alive. Hope she is happy and doing well.