The Department of Really Bad Ideas

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Friday, January 21, 2005

January 10, 1995

At the age of 21, I learn that there is nothing more bitterly miserable than Pittsburgh in January. I moved into the tiny studio on Oakland street on an August day filled with low clouds and the first chill of Autumn. The last warm day of the year vanished the week after Labor Day. It’s been raining... Sign in to see full entry.

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