It is after Valentine’s Day, and all we hear in the hallways at work is, “how was your Valentine’s Day?” Questions about who we’re…
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The next drink was a grande mocha without whipped cream. Obie put the next cup in the queue after the cashier wrapped up the…
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When I was thirteen, I did what I thought was the “very best girl” thing to do. I became a cheerleader. After making the…
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Few things at Murray’s Bagels were as emblematic as the 19-year maintenance of a strict no-toasting policy that ended this year, leaving behind orthodox…
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Second-hand bookstores have always been an unlikely place of wonder for me. It was one day during high school by sheer chance, sheer marvelous…
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