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Sunday, March 05, 2006

1998?


This one is of more modern times, me and Alex. I spent a lot of time here in front of the Old Little Theater--smoking cigarettes, waiting for my next class, reading, eating lunch, talking with friends, waiting for a ride.

It was where I went when I wanted to talk (as opposed to the Secret Smoking Spot, which is where I went when I wanted to be alone or was feeling cranky).

There's a concrete ledge good for many people sitting. And there's a payphone, and a view of the back of the dining commons where I worked two years. For a long time, there was just a small yard of dirt up against it, but then around 1996 some landscaping occurred.

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