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I went to read in the Atrium and there was a guy beside me slurping noodles very loudly. I got a bit annoyed, cuz I was really into my book and his friend kept talking really loudly about her mushroom trip on New Years Eve.

I got up and looked casually at the table on my way out and there was Nobu. Except he didn't recognize me.
"Nobu!"
"no."
"oh, sorry."
"but my brother is nobu."
"oh, are you twins?'
"no"
"oh"
"I'll tell him you say hi."
pause
"remarkable, really."
"what?"
"How much you look like him"
"He looks like me. I am older."
"oh. Well, bye"
"yeah, bye."

I have lost my social skills and I don't know where to find them.


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