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New York, With Commentary

The Music Man (Or, I’m not a witch, I’m your wife) There they were, laughing, happy, wrapped in a world of their own making. People walked by and hardly noticed how happy they were. What a joy. Advertisements

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I wake at night. Not every night, but often. I wake with a start, with a definite thought in my head. Sad things or stressful things have me sitting bolt upright at four am, wondering how to solve them. But … Continue reading

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