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9/11.

My own memories of 9/11 are (blessedly, considering what’s come later) self-contained. Working a full day at the coffeehouse, not wanting/wanting to be there, spending a few hours at home glued to the TV, then going to a Laurie Anderson … Continue reading

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At about 6.30 this morning the phone rang and it was Jodie from work. She told me that she had overscheduled today and that I could have the day off. Ordinarily I would have been worried about missing a day’s … Continue reading

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