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July 22, 2007

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Dagny

The rules would be because of the hippie contingent that you mentioned. On Friday, I had to deal with a man rudely gesturing at me while I waited for him to cross the street. It seems I was a couple of inches into the white line of the crosswalk. Mind you this guy was crossing from the opposite side of the street so it wasn't a case of him thinking I was about to hit him. Due to my prior stresses on Friday, I almost yelled at him, Look, do you know how irritated I am with you fucking old people today?"

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