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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