One of the truest pleasures denied to us as adults is being read aloud to. I do miss story time and bed-time readings. Lament this pleasure no more. Over sweet tea Friday, EB introduced me to
The New Yorker's Fiction Podcast. Wowsers! I just listened to one because I'm no glutton. A good friend is hard to find. This is a cache of solid gold, friends.
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