. . . or: Life Imitates Art
I am on a writing retreat with my brother Phil, at
Endicott West. Last night he got into the Phoenix airport (from Cleveland) first, and picked up the rental car - which turned out to be a rental SUV of amazing magnificence - they gave him an "upgrade" for no apparent reason - and fetched me, and then we headed off down
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