Sitting in the Brook­lyn Law School Meet’n’Greet, feel­ing that I fit in as much as a home­less wino at a for­mal ball.  “Hello, I’m wear­ing a sign on my fore­head that I am not a law stu­dent and from Cal­i­for­nia.”  Kate thinks that some­thing about this place reminds her of a cheezy sin­gles pickup bar.

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