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I’ve lived alone for years. I’m used to going about the domestic business of my life without company. Last week, I was in Boston visiting my brother and sister-in-law. They’re extremely gracious, but the quarters were small, and I had little privacy. After a long (and delayed) flight home, arriving at 1 AM, I was thrilled to open the door to my own apartment.
Photo by Adam J Kurtz [1]