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well, Max. Russ happened to call me twice last week, and I finally called him back from No. Adams-- A difference of 4000 miles and 80F degrees.
But he's still Russ and he's in his element. New England winter was never kind to him, and so now he's snorkling and swimming with enormous sea turtles, looking out his window at the Pacific, and listening to oldies radio. He's the proud owner of an acre of land, and when the time is right, he and Amanda will have a nice abode there. Amanda's the hostess at a restaurant.
that's about what I know.
me, i like to pretend that A-ha is still around. And that Pete-o-phelia is just a nightmare that will soon end.
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