In January, a friend and I drove to Vegas and back. Because I was behind the wheel, I didn’t drink on days we were on the road. I think I have a pretty clear idea of what we did during the trip.
I thought so, at least, until today, when I got an email from the Las Vegas library, welcoming me back. I had to message my friend to see if we had gone, because I have no knowledge of going. The answer is, no, we didn’t go there. I wonder how they got my email address.
I guess, though, that it’s very possible that, knowing my personality, that I visited. Maybe I’ll have to put a visit to the library on my todo list the next time I go to Vegas.
bookworm at the gym 
That is strange!!
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The only thing I can think of is that one of the other library systems sent the email
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