Some days the world seems like a very big place, and everywhere you go, you are surrounded by strangers.  Other days, you leave your office late (and in a foul mood) and, on the way to Metro, run into your friend on the street -- and wind up going to grab dinner and watch football.  Those are the good days.
 
 
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I have no idea what you might be talking about.
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