After nine months on the sidelines due to illness, today was my return to work day. I felt sick. Really, really sick. I can neither confirm nor deny that the illness was at least in part related to last night. It was not my fault. Endless French champagne combined with understandable anxiety are not a good combination. I woke to a Gold Coast that was both beautiful and apparently ready to forget the party last night. The glitter was being removed. Fair enough. I think we were all ready to purge any remaining evidence of last night ....
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