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2004-11-23 - 1:05 p.m. Week number two of the car-less life. You have love it: getting rides from home to the Mazurs, from there to school, from school to work, back to the apartment to get the shoes you forgot, to the store, then back to the Mazurs. And all of the while I’m toting around Target bags bulging with clothes and contact equipment, hair products and makeup because I never know where I’m going to be spending the night or how I will be getting from place to place. I feel like a gypsy. I look like a vagrant.
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