Readers of this column may have noticed that, at least for me, art frequently imitates life. If a tree falls on my house in a hurricane, I write about what I learned about wobbly trees and insurance adjusters. If I the owner of the liquor store where I stop in begins to rave about all the new local distilleries, voila! Next week’s column!
This week I got a smart phone. And I’m told I’m going to wonder how I ever survived without one all these years.
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