In my dream life, I am living in Burlington, VT and am in a Boston Marriage, a la Bostonians (or am I in a Burlington Marriage in Boston?). Someone delivers cold soy milk and nectarines to the front door. Out the wide window is a green mountain range and the occasional duckling flying to and fro. I glance up at them from some important project
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