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The Slice: On Driscoll, they live long, prosper
OK, I’m going to guess something about you based on the name of your street. (Sorry, I can’t do everyone.)
Let me know how close to the mark I come.
Adams: You have a hauntingly lovely singing voice.
Addison: You are good listener but a mean drunk.
Assembly: You don’t realize how many people find you attractive.
Baltimore: You really should talk less about wine.
Boone: You need to do something about your hair.
Bowdish: People say nice things about you behind your back.
Cherry: It’s time to stop showing people your scars.
Courtland: You would sink a pressure free-throw.
Darknell: You know your WWII aircraft.
Driscoll: You excel at “Star Trek” trivia.
Elm: Your pizza-topping preferences are a bit affected.
Euclid: You need to start getting to bed earlier.
Fairview: Dogs like you.
Farr: You can really dance.
Grace: Ana Cabrera is never going to answer your e-mails.
Grove: Your legs are amazing.
Harvard: Your accent charms almost everyone.
Hatch: You need to remember that playing bridge is supposed to be fun.
Indian Trail: You really should have that looked at.
Jefferson: People at work think you started that rumor.
Kathleen: That was really nice, what you said to that kid whose pet died.
Knox: So write that letter to the editor already and stop talking about it.
Lacrosse: You eat too fast.
Lee: Your Mark Few impression isn’t bad.
Molter: You know your Beatles trivia.
Nora: You drive too fast.
Olympic: Your kids are pretty cute.
Pacific: You’re a bit of a name-dropper.
Queen: You can cook.
Rowan: Neighbors say you are quiet and keep to yourself.
Sinto: You overestimate your computer skills.
Thor: Put down the phone and drive.
Upriver: You often dream about being nude at Bloomsday.
Van Marter: You should run for office.
Woodward: Your parents are so proud of you.
Yale: You look really good in jeans.
•Today’s Slice question (for United Nations Day): Who is the person in your family or social circle directly responsible for the fact that you can’t ever try interesting ethnic restaurants because he/she, while being a good person, is about as adventurous as an agoraphobic when it comes to sampling different cuisines?