For Jesse, Unlisted Part I

invalid@example.com (Ristol), Ristol
Sun, 14 Nov 2010 18:55:25 +0000

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My first friend, I wonder about you when I drink. Alcohol is not an anesthetic for me, just an excuse to wax nostalgic and to refinish the gilded past in gold. It helps me to remember you. Where did we leave off? I know you went to a good school in Connecticut, on a golf scholarship of all things, while I went to a dreary state school in Westchester. I hated the place and I'd to call you to complain. You told me once, "Give it another month. If you still don't like it, well, just...

For Jesse, Unlisted Part I