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Disappearing Act
Choosing a Singaporean restaurant over Sundance was the last straw. (The last straw, the one that breaks the camel's back, never seems to be a particularly interesting straw.)
I needed a place to disappear for a few hours where no one would ever think to look for me.
I was quite proud of myself for coming up with the Stanford Shopping Center. Who would ever think to look for me at Nordstrom?
