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1992- Grad School was where I met the first two great loves in my life: Mark;
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| Hi. I'm a musician with an art degree. | |
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| Ooh, are you the trouble I've been looking for? | |
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| So I get a BITNET acct because I'm a grad student? That's cool, I guess. | |
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As Mark lived 800 miles away, this proved to be fortitous.
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| Better dash off this email before the computer lab closes... | |
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| You are wasting my vast computing resources with this romance nonsense. You should be reading alt.ketchup instead. | |
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