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Decades ago, in the first year of middle school... Our classroom was on the fourth floor of a giantine building with high flats, which used to be the building of the once second greatest newspaper of the country. We were at the corner of the flat, two fronts with windows. There was this guy opening the window, going out, walking outside the building, turning the corner and entering from the other window.
A couple years ago a lawyer friend of mine said: "Where on earth do you know ..... ..... from? He told me to say hi to you, when I mentioned your name for some reason." I was half shocked because the crazy guy had become a lawyer.
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