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She
said
,
"
I
know
cure
for
broken
heart
.
"
Authoritatively
,
and
in
a
doctorly
manner
,
Wayan
ticked
off
on
her
fingers
the
six
elements
of
her
Fail
-
Proof
Broken
-
Heart
Curing
Treatment
:
"
Vitamin
E
,
get
much
sleep
,
drink
much
water
,
travel
to
a
place
far
away
from
the
person
you
loved
,
meditate
and
teach
your
heart
that
this
is
destiny
.
"
"
I
’
ve
been
doing
everything
but
the
vitamin
E
.
"
"
So
now
you
cured
.
And
now
you
need
a
new
man
.
I
bring
you
one
,
from
praying
.
"
"
Well
,
I
’
m
not
praying
for
a
new
man
,
Wayan
.
The
only
thing
I
’
m
praying
for
these
days
is
to
have
peace
with
myself
.
"
Wayan
rolled
her
eyes
,
like
Yeah
,
right
,
whatever
you
claim
,
you
big
white
weirdo
,
and
said
,
"
That
’
s
because
you
have
bad
memory
problem
.
You
don
’
t
remember
anymore
how
nice
is
sex
.
I
used
to
have
bad
memory
problem
,
too
,
when
I
was
married
.
Every
time
I
saw
a
handsome
man
walking
down
the
street
,
I
would
forget
I
had
a
husband
back
home
.
"
She
nearly
fell
over
laughing
.
Then
she
composed
herself
and
concluded
,
"
Everybody
need
sex
,
Liz
.
"
At
this
moment
,
a
great
-
looking
woman
came
walking
into
the
shop
,
smiling
like
a
lighthouse
beam
.
Tutti
leapt
up
and
ran
into
her
arms
,
shouting
,
"
Armenia
!
Armenia
!
Armenia
!
"
Which
,
as
it
turned
out
,
was
the
woman
’
s
name
-
not
some
kind
of
strange
nationalist
battle
cry
.
I
introduced
myself
to
Armenia
,
and
she
told
me
she
was
from
Brazil
.
She
was
so
dynamic
,
this
woman
-
so
Brazilian
.
She
was
gorgeous
,
elegantly
dressed
,
charismatic
and
engaging
and
indeterminate
in
age
,
just
insistently
sexy
.
Armenia
,
too
,
is
a
friend
of
Wayan
’
s
,
who
comes
to
the
shop
frequently
for
lunch
and
for
various
traditional
medical
and
beauty
treatments
.
She
sat
down
and
talked
with
us
for
about
an
hour
,
joining
our
gossiping
,
girlish
little
circle
.
She
’
s
in
Bali
for
only
another
week
before
she
has
to
fly
off
to
Africa
,
or
maybe
it
’
s
back
to
Thailand
,
to
take
care
of
her
business
.
This
Armenia
woman
,
it
turns
out
,
has
had
just
the
teensiest
bit
of
glamorous
life
.
She
used
to
work
for
the
United
Nations
High
Commissioner
on
Refugees
.
Back
in
the
1980s
she
had
been
sent
into
the
El
Salvadoran
and
Nicaraguan
jungles
during
the
height
of
war
as
a
negotiator
of
peace
,
using
her
beauty
and
charm
and
wits
to
get
all
the
generals
and
rebels
to
calm
down
and
listen
to
reason
.
(
Hello
,
pretty
power
!
)
Now
she
runs
a
multinational
marketing
business
called
Novica
,
which
supports
indigenous
artists
all
over
the
world
by
selling
their
products
on
the
Internet
.
She
speaks
about
seven
or
eight
languages
.
She
’
s
got
the
most
fabulous
pair
of
shoes
I
’
ve
seen
since
Rome
.
Looking
at
us
both
,
Wayan
said
,
"
Liz
-
why
do
you
never
try
to
look
sexy
,
like
Armenia
?
You
such
a
pretty
girl
,
you
have
good
capital
of
nice
face
,
nice
body
,
nice
smile
.
