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“But mark how Luxury will enter Families and make a Progress, in Spite of Principle.” —The Autobiography, Benjamin Franklin His pride was in the bread and milk—no tea— he ate, unvarying, for breakf…
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When you pass the coyote you say to yourself, this is not a dog, head and tail down in the shy glide of a second-eater-to-the-carcass, her slant darkness withdrawn from the verges near Jasper. The …
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Ice cream is delicious in any or every language. It transcends borders and cultures with ease. It would unite nations, if nations only desired it. No war was provoked over ice cream. If wars must b…