<em>"What is this thing called love?"</em>

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In the late 1970s, when I was still somewhere on the far side of innocence and naivete, I remember seeing a humorous Broadway musical titled "I Love My Wife."

It was a typical -- for that time -- look at what was known by various terms as "swinging" or "wife swapping," and of course it ended with the main character realizing that for all he liked to look at other women, he loved his wife and he dheidn't want to cat on her.

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