"I was so lonely I would leave my hands on the sides of the microfiche machines after turning them off so I could feel some kind of warmth."
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I told a story at a dinner party. The story went like this: I was in college and I was walking by the light rail line. A man in a wheelchair was on the track. The train was coming. I walked quickly…
