Class reunions are what time travel paradoxes are made of. I don't recognize anyone but nothing ever changes. Weird and familiar all at once. It is a right of passage that no one wants to do it but most of us do it anyway. Do they do these in France or India? You'll hate every moment leading up to it, then you'll talk to someone you haven't seen since graduation and you think, yeah, this is pretty cool. And having a drink in your hand doesn't hurt either.
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