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In reply to the discussion: Fifty-One years ago today, I asked myself what I thought was an impossible question [View all]DFW
(58,785 posts)41. Happy meeting day to you, too, in that case.
I was fortunate enough to escape the food poisoning. Summer, 1974, in a West Berlin folk music cabaret. My set at the cabaret was over, so I snuck back into the audience to chat with a girl I had met the night before. She said she was leaving for China the next day, but I should meet her friend from up north. I said, sure, where is she? She said, right here, and leaned back. I am seldom left breathless or speechless, but I was then. Not having the faintest idea what kind of pickup line to try on a girl like that, I just stuck out my hand and said hi. Much to my surprise, it was the right one.
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