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Jason, you helped when I was hungry and when I had no place to stay. You had a cute place on Belmont near Broadway. Sometimes you were like a father to me, sometimes more like we were brothers, and other times we were just Jason and Diego. You got a job in the boonies and I had a server job in the neighborhood. You said when you got settled I could take a train to Geneva and visit. I miss spending time with you, but you never called. I hope you are okay. I don’t need help anymore, I just value what we had and I need to know you are okay.
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