Like many Americans, I’ve gone on a real journey with Harry and Meghan. When they first got together, I loved everything about what they symbolized. I loved that she was a California girl. I loved that they seemed so genuinely in love.
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But by the time the Sussexes landed on that Montecito veranda with Oprah I had been reduced to just one reaction: Oy.
I didn’t think it could get more uncomfortable. I clearly suffer from a lack of imagination.
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