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I received a private message last week from a bloke in the US who'd been searching in vain for a way to contact an old university pal he'd had many years ago. He'd put me into Google and found a posting on this site with both her and my name in it, sent me a PM and I then sent it onto my friend, who's now in contact with him. She'll be meeting him in NYC when she goes there to see her family later this month. Awwww. Nero
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I'm always up for dipping my toes into the open waters of online stuff, but at the same time I'm also aware that it does allow for snooping on a most intimate scale, if one so desired.

Forums like this one, MySpace, Friends Reunited, Facebook.. the list will no doubt continue to expand.. and the more stuff you're 'on', the more personal info you put into the public domain.

I haven't been to any of the forum meet-ups, but I already know what a dozen or so of the regulars look like. It's a strange feeling walking past someone you've never actually met - yet you've seen their wedding photos. It's downright pervy.

I think things like facebook are kinda like a village where everyone knows each others business. Except with online comunities nobody actually interacts face to face.


In a place like London where everyone is so afraid of social interaction one hopes that shit like this can do some good and maybe bring people together.

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