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  At sixteen, the first guy I truly fell in love with took me on one of the most romantic dates ever:  to the New York Renaissance Faire in Tuxedo, NY, and it has remained one of my favorite festivals of all time.  He bought me a crown of flowers which I wore in my hair, on occasion, for the next ten years plus, and it always reminded me of that perfect day, long after he had disappeared. I loved everything about the early Renaissance Festivals, from the mud shows where the comedians dove into and actually consumed the wet...