Like many sappy teenagers over the last several decades, I used to sing Carol King’s You’ve Got a Friend loudly with friends and really mean it. Winter, spring, summer, or fall, all you have to do is call, and I’ll be there. We totally meant it at the time, but after enough seasons passed we sometimes moved on to other friends, other obligations. Teena…
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