I finally spoke to Stephanie Jameson, a mere 6.5 years after graduating from high school. Jeremy, Christine, and I were riding the 4 to Brooklyn Saturday night, and she was standing about 5 feet away. She had no idea who we were, just that we went to St. Ann's. A brief catching-up conversation followed. It was weird.
Sorry for the nature of the post, but it had to be said.
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Blonde, came in high school (10th grade maybe?), took film making, clearly didn't move in the same circles as us. Like I say, it was weird.
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