It's 7:30 p.m. My cell phone rings. It's my brother. He offers me a free ticket to the Greenday concert. I'd miss the first 45 minutes or so. But all I'd have to do is drive down to Gorham, swing by his dorm and snag the ticket. It's not like Greenday is one of my favorite bands or anything, but they used to be pretty sweet when Dookie was out.
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