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Let’s give it up for the most modest people on Earth, who are always reminding us of their modesty.
Overheard of the Week
At Madam’s Organ, a man who recently moved here is talking about how he doesn’t think he fits into the “typical” D.C. crowd
Man: “I make six figures and have a good job, but I don’t go around talking about it. That’s just not me.”
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Get that peer reviewed
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The state of New Year’s resolutions in February
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A resume booster if nothing else
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*Bashfully removes ten-gallon hat*
Two 30-ish women walking past Arena Stage on a nice Sunday afternoon
Woman: “I just need a guy in a cowboy hat not to hit on me for five minutes.”
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Soccer balls are indeed round
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You’ve got this
There’s a conga line at a Dupont bar around 2 a.m.
20-something, after person in front of her bails out of leading the conga line: “How am I supposed to do this now?!”
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Who’s gonna tell him?
At Fat Pete’s in Cleveland Park
3 year-old boy: “I don’t like the Metro. I only like the Red Line”
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Wise words for all
Woman 2: *nodding in agreement* “I really need to get some more Bob Ross into my life right now!”
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Hoping she goes with space boots
Two young undergrad women near Foggy Bottom, around lunchtime, heading towards the White House
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Rachel Kurzius