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This is a sequel to the book Very Far From Anywhere Else tell me how you guys like it and if you have any suggestions leave th em in the comments section It was October 5th, 1981. 5 years since I saw Natalie off to Tanglewood and she saw me off to MIT. And there I was, waiting in the same place. But I wasn't sure why, because I knew Natalie would never step off that platform. You see, it all happened 5 months before. I was in my MIT dorm room, it was quite the opposite of a regular Massachusetts day, and it was hot, arid, and cloudless. I was doing homework for my engineering class. I was calculating the parameters of a V6 engine. Actually I was more looking at it, because I was waiting for Natalie to call. She usually called around 12:30 PM, it was her free period. I continued looking at my engine when the phone rang. I picked up my cell phone which my parent
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