September 2011
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Everybody has one.
Some are packed away in suburban garages, safely out of sight, especially the sight of anyone we’ve recently started dating. Some we keep nearby, where we can pull them out from time to time after a couple bottles of wine when we are feeling nostalgic or self-punishing. Some we lost in fires or floods, to our total devastation and equally total relief. Some met an anticlimactic end in a...