and read Kristin Kelly. Yes, this, the same Kristin Kelly who stood me up in St. Louis on a cold winter weekend, the KK whose daily correspondence with me over the summer of 2002 became the basis for the bulk of what is these days, in my country, called lucky error.
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Kristin, if you're reading this, or if you who are reading this who are not Kristin knows Kristin, please tell her that the west coast misses her.
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Tony, hi. It's me. A friend told me you posted a little search for me. I'm still at the hotmail account. Write me? Midwest misses you too. La.
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