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Joshua Malbin

24 March 2005

He went home and found his ghost in the kitchen, eating his PowerBars. “You’re the only one I know who wouldn’t lie to me,” Levin said. “Am I good-looking?” She played with the aluminum wrapper, rolling it back and forth between her fingers. “What about my personality?” “Also neutral.” Levin pulled out one of his kitchen chairs and sat down. Moreā€¦