The Real Housewives of New York City

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So, is this the trip?

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Are we only going to Miami this year?

Its Miami.It has so much appeal.

Its a great place to get a seafood meal.But its also Miami, the Mariah Carey of cities.

A real trip with passports, crying jags, and an animal trying to destroy Luann.

What is going on?

Before the women can go away there is some New York business to deal with.

As weve noticed a lot this season, Sonjas internal monologue has become external and unceasing.

Is she suddenly a brand ambassador for them?

Did they have to pay as much for all of this product placement asThe Hustle?

Thats rich coming from Luann, a woman who is supposedly sober but wasdrinking the whole damn time.

Apparently Sonja shut up long enough to hear that part of the act and is now reporting it back.

Dorinda is not happy about this and threatens to get her lawyer on the case.

Ive never even come close to taking the LSAT, but what is Dorindas lawyer really going to do?

What was so odd about her this whole episode is that she was acting like a child.

I have one drink, two drinks.

Now I have one big drink.

The next stage of her rampage is harassing the staff.

But after that, the second most true thing is that no one likes a tease.

Who even lets these women leave the tri-state area?

Who even lets them be around staff?

They shouldnt even be allowed to use a Arbys Drive-Thru.

Dont talk to me like that.

Heres the thing that I always say about Sonja and it continues to be true: Shes usually right.

She is right about everything.

Sonja is also a mess.

She also finds Sonja belligerently drunk and threatening to beat people up.

Just like in Scary Island, we see Bethenny screaming at a totally messed-up person to go to sleep!

Just like Kelly Killoren Bensimon, Sonja refuses to go to sleep.

Those spirits are the ghosts of Sonja Morgans past, her past, and, also, her past.

Wait, Sonja said to Jill.

They cant all be from my past.

Dont I have a present and a future too?

Where is my future?

Jills eyes suddenly grew dark, like bricks of charcoal whose final glowing is extinguished.

She looked at Sonja and then looked out at the ocean.

She pointed her finger off toward the horizon.