I am psychic. This afternoon I had lunch with my brother in the marginally trendy cafe on Grattan near the IT area where Greg works and also the Australia Centre. Once there I was on the lookout for people I know (not Greg as he is in Qld) and I saw a guy who I thought looked very familiar but I couldn't place him.
A few hours later I got a call in the office I am temporarily occupying from the husband of the occupant, could he come and pick up a book for her. I said sure. When he got there it was the man who looked familiar. He works in the IT area on the other side of campus. I am not kidding. I had never seen him before (or at least, he had never been identified to me previously). But I had heard of him and I recognised him.
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