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I'm Bridget Todd, host of There Are No Girls on the Internet.

And this season, I'm digging into the tech stories we weren't told.

Starting with Stacey Spikes, the black founder of Movie Pass who got pushed out of the company he built. Everybody's trying to knock you down and it's not going to work and no one's going to like it. And then boom, it's everywhere. And that was that moment. Listen to there are no girls on the internet on the IHeartRadio app, Apple Podcast, or wherever you get your podcast. It is time now for today's Strawberry Letter. And if you need advice on relationships, on work, on sex, on parenting, and more, please submit your strawberry letter to Steve HarveyFM.com and click submit strawberry letter. We could be reading your letter live on the air, just like we're going to read this one right here, right now, and you never know

it could be yours. It could be yours. Buckle up and hold on tight. We got it for you. Here it is. Strawberry and letter. All right, nephew, thank you. Subject, a major cover-up is going on. Dear Stephen Shirley, I'm a 46-year-old married woman and my husband is 48.

He's in hot water with me because I have enough clues to put him in a particular hotel or a similar hotel, and he will not come clean about the situation.

So here's the back story.

His car broke down on the other side of town, and he didn't call me to get a ride.

He called me from a restaurant and said his coworker picked him up, and they stopped to have dinner.

But he would not tell me which one of his coworkers he was with.

He got home right before 11 p.m. and I was already in the bed.

He took a shower and crawled into bed, smelling like alcohol. The next morning,

his car was in the garage. I asked how he got his car, and he said it was getting fixed last night

while he ate dinner. I knew something was up. I went to his car when he went to the bathroom,

and I snooped through it. Nothing was out of place. I went through his backpack and I saw a tiny bottle of lotion and a tiny bottle of mouthwash in it. I also saw a small empty water bottle with a hotel's name on it. I took the items inside and asked him if he was at a hotel the night before. He said that his coworker works there part time, and those items were in his co-worker's

car, and he used the mouthwash to cover up the alcohol before he got home, and he drank

the water to sober up.

But the bottle, the water bottle, wasn't even open. I asked to talk to his

coworker and he gave me some man's name that I'd never heard of. I called a guy and he sounded

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