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Notes

January 21, 2012

Our neighbor was odd. He was independently wealthy (rumor had it he had invented the Chip Clip) and generally reclusive - he never seemed to have guests over, and hardly ever left his house - but from on occasion he would grab one of us on our way to the mailbox or whatever and talk our ear off about politics or TV or animal welfare (rumor also had it that he had a lot of animals in his back yard). Next time you saw him he’d just look right through you and duck inside his house. I tended to prefer those times.