03/13/2009. 1123. I met a cool neighbor at the fitness center. I struck up a conversation like I do with most people I meet in the fitness center. He's originally from Africa, so we talked about his home country, and immigration in general. I have an LP record with folkloric music from his country, and gave him a CD of it, along with a copy of the lyrics sheet. (There's no copyright notice on
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