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One Entangled Evening, I Wasn’t Even Hungry

One Entangled Evening, I Wasn’t Even Hungry

“Brrr. It’s cold in here,” he says rubbing his arms after he walks through the door at the end of the day. “Remember I work in an air conditioned office.” “Sorry,” I say closing the front door. And on another evening, “Honey, why don’t you have the air conditioner...

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