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Something about swabbing the nostrils, he told me.
I didn't listen. What did I get for not listening? I got sick. This year, I'm a new man. I'm into listening. I'm into planning. I'm planning on not getting sick.
J-10 popped into my inbox over Memorial Day weekend. He advises:
Here's how to…
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Going from his beige track shoes to her black flip-flops allowed me to find it. Neither smiling nor frowning, but simply staring, there it was. It was there. Beneath the empty orange seat of the dirty beach-bound A. A familiar face, calling out to me and only me:
CLASS A AMPLIFIERSOur May 2005 cover imprinted upon a blow-in subscription card. I sent hazel light into its shadowy home. I returned its simple stare with a wink and a nod. And I wondered: How did that blow-in subscription card get there?…