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Our Noise

We are, my youngest stepdaughter and I, at the bar. This is years ago. It’s true there are not many other 13-year-olds poised on stools and leaning, as if expertly, toward the beer-spigots and ranks of bottles, but nobody seems to mind. The kid herself certainly does not. She swivels this way and that, bends…

The Piano Dump

The New York Times has a nasty habit of running front-page stories, often on Mondays, from what I think of as the “Oh, how horrible!” genre. You know, the ones that uncover or bring greater attention to some gravely troubling commonplace of modern American life/the digital age/late capitalism that we didn’t even realize was a…