I had tea with the ghost of singer Freddie
Mercury.
I said that I saw him twice in concert with Queen in the 70s
and asked if he remembered me in the audience.
He said no, the stage
lights make it impossible to see audience member's faces.
I confessed
that I wish I didn't have such a strong need for acceptance.
Freddie
said, "Tell me about it."
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