29 January 2008.
It’s four o’clock, and I’m sequestered, i.e. stuck in an office with as much character as a Best Western. ..
A lot of time with little news
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“You need to hear what I got to say.” I’d barely reached the top of my stairs when Old Patrick whirled from his seat next to my mailbox. ..