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I'm listening to Beethoven's fourth piano concerto, and am reminded by it of a really good experience I had in San Francisco when I went there with my mother last May for ten days. She was there for the American Psychiatric Association annual gigantic get-together thing, and took me along for the ride. I want to recount one particular experience here, lest I forget it completely. I guess I've already forgotten many interesting, wonderful, or otherwise cool things, but what I remember is still worth telling (although I might not tell it well).

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For those who don't know, this is another wordy response to some wordy responses to a fairly unwordy comment by me on Miniature American Flags, that Objectivist blog I frequent. Again, it being a response, it probably won't make a lot of sense unless you're aware of the comments it replies to, so feel free to ignore.

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Love,
James