It was a balmy late September morning, not conducive for getting right to work after coffee in town with my congenial buddies. And so, my Xterra and I ignored the West Guilford turnoff to home and work. Feeling self-indulgent, I drove on. It was not the first time I’d given in to that temptation. …
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