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April 24, 2005

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Oy. There aren't too many experiences lonelier than barfing in a hotel toilet, alone, in a strange city. (Not being alone is scarcely better.) Hope the speculative dread we both feel on Monday is not accompanied by gastric roilings.

I know: have a Matzah biscotti! Dipped in chicken soup!

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