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Remembering how I used to visit a college gf in NYC between Christmas and New Year’s in the mid-2000s
Like a disproportionate share of my early gfs Jewish, but in that 90s cultural way, her mom had been the convert then her dad got one of those “Aah, turns out your issue is pancreatic cancer. You have one month to live.” things
(In life I hear he was one of the guys who invented putting bank branches in supermarkets)
And so this one Sunday morning me and her and her mom and her brother were sitting at the kitchen table in their Brooklyn Heights brownstone (they had the basement and first floor, the others were separate) trading around sections of the New York Times while eating bagels & lox and listening to NPR and I’m trying to keep from breaking down laughing
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