Live from the Hotel Lobby
I prepped our house for the final move yesterday, dragging years worth of boxes out of the basement, boxes about which I one time had the thought, “This would make a good x, y, z,” as if I were a cardboard robot factory. Of course, I had proceeded to ignore the boxes for, oh, six or seven years. They were sneaky, too - sometimes they held something temp…
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