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Several years ago I waited tables in a small town in Ohio. Strange to me now that I recall the time fondly. At the time, I was reeling from a broken heart I had helped to break. I was a college graduate waiting tables, housesitting for a prof on sabbatical--literally with no home to call my own. I had applied to graduate school and been denied admission by every program, including the one from which I would eventually graduate. I was driving a powder-blue minivan with wood paneling, that had no heater. Include the fact that I lived a 20 minute drive away, in a village with a woman last named Boop.
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