This is part of a memoir series on my friendship with Renee who I met in college and focuses mainly on our escapades during our late teens and early twenties.
Last year Renee and I met in Georgetown. We walked around a bit and then went to lunch. We sat in the restaurant for three hours talking. Only we could do that. It just goes to show you that in many ways we never really change. Here we were thirty years later, still talking, still together. Friendship is grand.
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