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Goodbye to a neighbor
This lunchtime I drank a beer with an ex-neighbor. They sold their house, loaded their pickup truck with their most desired possessions, and are off to Northern California to buy a fifth-wheel trailer and live among the redwoods. Sounds nice. They're retired, thinking about supplementing their social security income by teaching guitar. With luck, it will work out idyllically.
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I'd have gone to the northeast, it's cold, but hey no forest fires.
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