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The Mister Rogers Revival
One day when my daughter was about three, I came home, sat on the couch, opened the afternoon newspaper, and buried myself inside its pages.
One day when my daughter was about three, I came home, sat on the couch, opened the afternoon newspaper, and buried myself inside its pages.
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