I've been thinking about small-world stories. We've all got them. Lately I seem to be hearing a lot of them.
My best small-world story: At Bryn Mawr, I had a good friend named Catherine (well, she's still a friend, of course, because she is lovely). Our junior year we lived in the same dorm a few doors away from each other. We were just chatting one
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