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<title>The Spur-of-the-Moment Networking Experience</title> 
  
<description>I was seated near the back of the bus, in a part that is organized not by two seat rows, but in more of a semi-circle.  I had one person to my left, three or four people to my right, and four people in front of me.  Some were reading, one had her laptop open, and the others were pretty much just holding a glazed over look on their face.  I tried to imagine what each person was thinking about, what they do for a living, and if they were wondering the same thing about me.  Then I did something that even took me by surprise.  I said…</description> 
  
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