A story about Kurt Vonnegut
My senior year in high school, I was at a gas station and had a copy of Breakfast of Champions sitting visibly in my passenger seat.
He showed up but I didn’t realize it was him and he said hello to me and commented on the book and I said something along the lines of, “Yeah it’s one of the greatest books I’ve ever read.”
I didn’t realize until after I had left that it was him.
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