A long time ago I saw a dark, graphic, depressing HBO documentary called Thin. It was filmed at a residential eating disorder clinic. As I was standing in line today at Panera, I saw a very familiar face. I finally realized that I was standing in line with one of the girls from the documentary. I felt really squirmy. I don’t know this girl, yet I saw her get weighed in the nude and put her finger down her throat to throw up two dozen Krispy Kremes. Awkward. Turtle.