Today I met someone born in 1834. He wore small circular glasses and spoke like an orator. I wondered what the water from the fountain of youth tasted like when he doomed himself for a lifetime of awkward mortal interactions. He had seen Woody Guthrie in his lifetime. The Old Guard forever
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are you still deferring a year or are you going to go to oberlin next year?
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