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My new (to me) car is a 2014 commuter. Nothing about it is glamorous. A co-worker has affectionately referred to the paint color as casket blue, if that tells you anything. But my car has a built-in CD player, and I consider that dated feature worth commenting on. The plan is simple. Seek out well-loved CDs
Most Americans have a “live-and-let-live” attitude toward morality. “Does it hurt anyone else?” Americans ask. If the answer is no, then the action is morally acceptable. We see this moral code play out in many current U.S. cultural debates: sexuality, abortion, marijuana. “My body, my choice,” people say, or “love is love,” both statements which
Clickclickclickclick. The mower wouldn’t start. Normally, a muttered prayer and a few more turns of the key would get the old beast rumbling, but not this time. A new battery didn’t solve the problem, either. It was really and truly dead. With my yard approaching jungle-like conditions, I had no choice but to buy a