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I spent the weekend in Philadelphia, which was
a good time but also an odd experience. Philly is like Washington only in
that they also have buildings, and people live in them.
At one point, standing at a crosswalk waiting
for a light to change, I got into a staring match with a 12 year-old kid. He
then turned and looked at his friend, turned back to me and asked me for a
quarter. When I shook my head No, they both laughed. Been a while since a 12
year-old made me feel insecure.
(12/12/05)
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