As one Bwogger put it, it’s been a week of degeneracy. We’ve succeeded in setting our sights low, lying to ourselves, and mentally preparing for a week of agony that should be followed, theoretically, by a month of bliss. As you read through these field notes, (a) feel grateful you’re not us, and (b) consider sending […]
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