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| On the light rail to East Austin |
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| Detroit-style oil pan pizza. Yum! |
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| Waiting for the pizza. OK, so is there an anti-gravity field around my head? Or is it simply the static electricity from all my brain activity that makes my hair stick straight out? I prefer the second explanation. On the other hand, if the anti-gravity theory is true, at least my head is connected to my body and can't float away! |
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| Herbivore pizza for Papa Tom and me, and four-cheese pizza for Emma. |
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