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>getting home, down in the dumps after his meeting with Penelope, activated, curs-ing his luck, the inactivate command on his profile, it took at most a quarter of an hour, and a week before he, after philosophising over it, reactivated it. As to the point when, beside himself, he first pressed the “delete my profile” button, and out of mind clicked yes to the standard question “are you really sure?” so maniacally that the whole keyboard nearly split in half and finally, as to the question of why, berserk, typed “even if I had wasted an entire lifetime on your friggin’ site, I’d never even manage to land so much as a female cat, let alone a female, not to speak of the woman of my dreams,” it was more than a year later. Here is, anyway, what in-tervened that morning less than twenty-four hours after Lila walked out on him and, well, a word to the wise :