“A couple of years ago, my sister and I were hanging out at the hotel pool in Sevilla. There was no one in the water, so we jump in and frolic. We both spot Bruce Springsteen lounging poolside. We don’t really know what to do, so we just keep playing around, doing stupid things like handstands in the water. A few minutes later, he gets in the pool, applauds our handstands, and asks if we’re dancers. We giggle and he keeps chatting with us, mostly about his kids (who are around our same ages). He asks where I’m going to college in the fall (UChicago) and he asks what date I start. Turns out he’s playing a show in Chicago the DAY BEFORE my orientation week. He gives us his assistant’s e-mail address and offers up front-row tickets to his show for our entire family. Thrilled, we continue to talk (maybe 20 minutes or so), get a quick picture with him, and he’s off. Our parents FREAKED when we told them about our day at the pool. And, needless to say, we went to the concert — which was awesome. Love that man.”

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