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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: bad humming coffeeshop
Date: Thu, 13 Aug 2015 22:23:51 -0400 (EDT)
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