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After work, we drive twelve miles due west of midtown. Pull up to the house with the car windows down. The air smells green. Like Vermont. Like Belgium. The two places in the world that stand for pastoral bliss in my family of origin. It rains every other day, and
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who we are & how we get there
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Please bring to Aubrey Rd.
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and Connie Chung.
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The Rackets Bureau, again.
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in the garden state
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After much hemming and hawing
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The beginning of a tribute to the Rackets Bureau
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Back in January, I picked up a pair of sleeping foxes at Anthropologie. Brass cabinet pulls for our bathroom. I stuffed the box into my tote. Onto the next — Thirty minutes later — after breezing through Eataly for focaccia to sustain me on a seven-hour Amtrak journey to Charlottesville, VA