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Re: What kind of welcome home do you get?
i got the welcome sight of my bed, and a few bewildered room-mates. they thought that i was joking when i said i went to atlanta, and was actually hiding in my room for four days. i still don't think they believe that i left town.
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"But to say that the race is a metaphor for life is to miss the point. The race is everything. It obliterates whatever isn't racing. Life is a metaphor for the race." -- Donald Antrim
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