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		<aboutMe>Strangers, someone said, are just people you haven&apos;t met yet. Until you meet them, they&apos;re just faces in a crowd that you pass while hurrying to an appointment. They&apos;re the other people standing in the elevator with their eyeballs rolled upward, fixed on the floor numbers. Nameless people who don&apos;t stand out to you simply because you&apos;ve never met them before. After the introduction is made, well, that&apos;s a different story. You find out you grew up in the same town or city, have the same interests--or opposing viewpoints--and share a love of books, travel or dogs. Faces in a crowd.  There are a lot of us.</aboutMe>
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