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While in Denver, I met my parents’ best friends from their youth, which was pleasant, but awkward:
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“How are your parents?”
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“Divorced.”
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“Oh. Well, is your mother okay?”
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“Well, she just had a heart attack, but it was a little one.”
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“Oh. Are you working?"
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“I just wrote a book making light of war crimes.”
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“Oh.”