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In the fall of 1964, a shy, fat, rather oddly dressed freshman struck up a conversation with a pretty girl perched on a rock.  It wasn’t a long conversation, and I don’t think we ever spoke again, but she said something that has stuck with me: Everybody’s a little strange once you get to know […]

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