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As we rode in the bus in the weird phosphorescent void
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of the Lincoln Tunnel, we leaned on each other with fingers
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waving and yelled and talked excitedly and I was beginning to get
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the bug like Dean.
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He was simply a youth tremendously excited with life and though he was
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a con man he was only conning because he wanted so much to live
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and get involved with people who would otherwise pay no
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attention to him.
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He was conning me and I knew it for room and board and how to write,
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etc., and he knew I knew.
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This had been the basis of our relationship but I didn't care and
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we got along fine.