Greetings

Joe: Browsing blogs, I’m surprised to stumble across a page by my old roommate Joe. So I send send him a quick email.

Robert: He’s pacing around the park while I walk past. We notice each other and adjust our directions so that our paths will converge. I ask, as I do every time I see him, “How are you doing.” He answers the way he always does, “Oh, I’m hanging in there.”

Artana: Stopped at a red light, she gets my attention by yelling, “Get a job!” from her car window.

Benjy: He walks over, “Hey.” We shake hands, sweeping our arms out in exagerated arcs.

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