I drove up to Squaw Valley last night with Jean Luc curled in the passenger seat and, after listening to NPR for two hours, realized that I'm literally becoming my mother. When I was a kid I would beg her not to turn the news on, and I remember this ritual wherein the moment we got in the car I'd start babbling nonstop so that she wouldn't be able
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