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Day 8: Greetings Stranger

You’re sitting at a café when a stranger approaches you. This person asks what your name is, and, for some reason, you reply. The stranger nods, “I’ve been looking for you.” What happens next? “Hello there, Dean.” I look up. “I don’t know who you are! How do you know my name?” “You’re Dean. That’sContinue Reading “Day 8: Greetings Stranger”