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[Aug. 8th, 2007|01:34 am] |
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Preston told me tonight that he has an imaginary son named Victor. Victor was born in 1965, though he is only eighteen now. Preston wants Victor to go to college, preferably at Princeton or Syracuse U, but Victor either wants to go into the army or move to Mexico and lie on the beach, smoking grass. Preston is concerned, worried about Victor. |
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