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History in the Making (Every Superhero Has an Origin Story)

Inception (In Superhero Parlance We Might Call This 'Origin,' and in the Mind of a Young Katarina Witt There Was Once a First Time She Gazed Upon the Ice and Fell in Love)

The Vow.

I told Becca, via cellular telephone, that I was just leaving the coffeehouse, that I would hurry and not dilly-dally, then as I was gathering my things to depart, I looked over and there was a guy on his laptop scrolling through fonts on a Typography website. 

Regarding things I get excited about: Typography. So I started to stop and chat, and I KNOW, I just know he would have been delighted, but then I remembered my promise. I stole one more glance - I think he was testing out a sans-serif take on Bodoni, which of course you know is kind of crazy. And crazy-cool. 

So I looked, and then walked past him without a backward glance. I'll never see him again. That's fine, I guess. I drove home, and listened to Velvet Underground, and my son tried attacking me with a light saber today but it's not even a real one so I was fine.