October 2005.
Ozy told me to get there at 2PM. The note on the door reads, "Come in and make yourself at home."
After waiting for 3 hours, Ozy descends the stairs and informs me that he just woke up. Around 9PM we finally head south on Rte. 95 but only after a dinner of Philly cheese steaks at his favorite restaurant.
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