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Around this time, I began trading emails with a friend of a friend I'd met once when he'd visited SF:
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| Wow, he's fun to write to. I seem to remember he was cute... | |
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He came to visit after we'd been writing many months:
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| You have a impressive record collection. I can't believe you also own a copy of "Space Jazz"! | |
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| Oh god, another musician. What am I doing? | |
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and then went back to Ohio:
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| What's that famous quote about history and being doomed to repeat it? | |
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