February 2012
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Premature Hugging
While shopping at Whole Foods last night, I hear someone call my name at the seafood counter. I turn. I recognize the woman, but can’t quite place her. To mask my slow recognition, I call out the friendliest “hi!” I can fake and proceed to hug the person who knew me. In the split second between the calling out of my name and the hugging, it dawns on me: this woman is my...
I’m almost certain that my downstairs neighbor (male in his 30s) is playing Comcast Karaoke on surround sound.
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