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Man, you just meet some people, and then they leave. That's life, I guess. More people will leave...hell, I'll be leaving soon enough. I don't plan to be in this shithole town forever. It's all I know right now, though. It's kind of a huge step down from Cape Cod. Most of my friends understand; the majority of them are Yankees themselves. Anyway...now that I've depressed myself, I'm gonna go...something or other.