“It was a Friday night and I was by myself at a bar watching a Grateful Dead tribute band. I was surrounded by wrinkles, marijuana and a joyful crowd of Baby Boomer’s reenacting their psychedelic pasts.’ Five beers deep and a young man approached my table and asked if I was alone. I sat up with a proud grin on my face and answered yes. He smiled and said, “Hi, my name’s Caleb. I’m alone too. Can I join you?””
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