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Sunday Night Journal — December 25, 2011 We've had a pretty quiet and very pleasant Christmas Day. Only one of our four children is here, and we slept late and didn't eat breakfast until after 11 or so. Now it's getting late, and I'm sitting in the living room near the Christmas tree and listening
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Oh, the waste! (I do not in fact have any real opinion about the substance in question; it's just so odd in a very English way that I can't resist making fun of it.)
Light On Dark Water 