Thanksgiving Eve is supposedly the busiest bar night of the year. It's the day all the returning heroes are back in their hometowns, and they head to the local bar to see all the high school friends who have moved away and returned or never left. I went out the last Thanksgiving I was home and it was as if all the people I'd unfriended on Facebook had shown up in one room. I was never friends with them in high school and decided to cut them all loose when it occurred to me that all these strangers could see photos of me in my living room. None of them said anything to me, so in a way it was like being transported back to the days of high school. It was just as I remembered it: awkward.
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