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On Friday night, George appeared at my hotel room. I'd been kind of expecting Susie to sneak out to New York -- she'd told me to be in my room at 9 p.m. on Friday -- which is why I was wearing nothing but socks. Just kidding. George and I had a fun-filled night (see journal), and the next day, played some chess in the hotel lobby, then struck out to see the city. |
