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The letter started like this:
Dear Mr. Simon,
Hi, I am a 15 year old high school senior, and I need help.
You see, my fondest desire (right after being an MTV VeeJay Chick) is to be a reporter for NPR. I really need some career advice. Living in a town where 80% of the population have four legs and udders and the high school a nationally recognized milk tasting team, I need some outside help.