I'm headed back home to Pittsburgh next weekend. The ten-year high school reunion awaits. I'm curious to see how all of the old boys and girls have changed in the past decade. I've been following the RSVP list on Classmates. It was a bit jarring to read that the 6:30 pm start time was selected "for the benefit of people with small children." I mean, I know that we're all between 27-29 now, but it's still a bit much to think that my high school classmates are running around with small children of their own. I've known many of them since we were little more than small children ourselves. Ah well -- I'll have to dig up a copy of "Grosse Point Blank" for inspiration. 
born in the city, school in the city, work in the city, live in the city, die in the motherfuckin city...
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