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Two years ago, I went on a date with a man called Ben*, who worked in insurance, by mistake. His online dating profile had said he was an underwriter, and I was about to begin a graduate scheme as a subeditor. I put two and two together and got five: ‘under’ and ‘sub’ not being […] SourceWhat to read next: A Bit of Liquor Sauce | The Life of Reilly | Looking for Bagley’s
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