Let's see. I am walking down a long hallway in the Marriott Wardman Park Hotel in Washington, D.C. I am wearing a lanyard with a name tag hanging from it. Lots of people want to give me advice. Everybody seems young. Is this a dream? Am I forever cursed to relive the Faculty Recruitment Conference in my dreams the way I do the "unstudied-for exam?"
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