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May 26, 2005

Priorities

NP: Oasis, Heathen Chemistry

I meant to recount this story earlier, but late last week, I was running across the street for coffee, when I was stopped by a woman who had seemed to just get off the train from the airport. Wheeled suitcase in tow, she asked me if I was familiar with the area.

When I said yes, she first asked me if there was a Godiva chocolate store nearby. Didn't know. Next, how about a liquor store?

I don't know why, but those being the first two things you're concerned with upon arriving seem kind of odd. Not Hulk Hogan in a rickshaw in my neighborhood odd, but odd nonetheless.

I'm still trying to process that last bit. Does the Hulkster live within a mile of me? Why doesn't anyone tell me these things?

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