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Bethlehem Steel

Failing A Little Less Each Time. 

23 July 2005

15:36 - I'm Naming My First Daughter Neko

d: Ok one last thing. Is there a question that you've always wanted to be asked in an interview? Something that you've practiced in front of the mirror even, just in case? I'll even pretend like I asked it if you want!
Neko: I guess it would go like this:

“So Neko, I hear you make the most delicious soup in the world, so much attention to the base, and the vegetables, exquisite! What is your secret, and will you open a cafe soon?"

Then I don't really answer, I just cry softly into the receiver and mouth the words "thank you" over and over.

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