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Valentine’s Day is nearly upon us–hide your kids, hide your wife, hide your husband, hide your heart, and, most importantly, hide your wallet. They’re coming. Last year I just barely escaped the smothering sticky sweet smell that seems to foretell the impending doom of this holiday. This year I’m fortifying my ramparts. “My manager told me that every year we’re mobbed by anxious husbands and boyfriends in crazed frenzies and on the brink of emotional meltdowns….