Out of 30 people that I met in Raleigh, 17 of them are called Scott.
Tonight Nicole and I are going to Scott's new apartment for pizza and diet coke.
And for the first time I met a group of people from Raleigh. Born in Raleigh. Raised in Raleigh. Or about an hour away. Yup, they do exist. Regular people that drink beer and say silly things. Nothing much interesting.
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