I’m sitting here at my job. It’s 8:52 a.m. I am early. I have no idea why I’m early, but most days I get here before anyone else does and I feel like it’s the only time I get to sit and think. I look out the window. I’m 38 floors up and from here the Boston streets look utterly sad and lonely. I look out and I think, “I traveled 265 miles away from
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