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smokes and records

I remember spending hours and hours in college and HS talking to my girlfriends about anything, and everything. I rememebr spending entire weekends in Susan Finnertys house, in her apartment, (yes it was an apartment almost) and Amy Susan and I would spend fri to sunday smoking playing backgammon and eating Millburn Deli subs and sushi for days. WE TALKED How we felt, what we wanted, wished for, looked for, didnt want. What we saw, smelled, thought. Who we liked, boys, girls, teachers, parents, families, strangers. MUSIC WAS HUGE. Lyrics- old or new. Being married, not married, children, no children. Life death, afterlife religion. Susan talked about Barry and Mike. Amy talked about Scott. I talked about.. no one in particular.  I didnt have a boyfriend in High  School. I admired alot of the boys, I liked alot of them too. I hardly talked to any of them but I watched and listened.  I watched and LISTENED.  I LISTENED in the hallway, in the classroom, ...