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    If I remember correctly, we were coming back from a Red Sox game. A crushing defeat to the Twins as I recall, the Sox falling apart in the ...
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    Two weeks ago, I took my son Matthew to an opening-night movie with me. I was a little nervous about the whole thing, only because he's...
  • Please, God. Pull The Trigger.
    Some actors rise to a level of notoriety that essentially works against them. When we talk of the character, we refer to the actor ( Tom Cr...
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