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		<title>The Tourist Test</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 18:46:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Robert Louis Stevenson, the author of Treasure Island and a great traveler himself, once remarked that it is better to travel hopefully than to arrive. As a philosophy of life, you can scarcely argue with that, since we all know what happens when we arrive; and as a prophetic description of the tourist experience in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Sounds of Springtime</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2012 13:14:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One of the several things that makes April the cruelest month is that suburban homeowners take it as their cue to bring out their wretched machines.
I say &#8220;home owners,&#8221; but what I really mean is &#8220;men.&#8221; Do you see many women wielding these machines? No, and here&#8217;s why. Men have problems. Tom and Ray, the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fear of Frying</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 22:09:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dieting is the curse of the modern age. Having freed ourselves from religious Puritanism, we&#8217;ve fallen prey to the far worse medical kind. No fifteenth century preacher could come up with as many &#8220;thou shalt nots&#8221; as my doctor can in a half hour visit. Just ten dietary commandments would be a relief. He has [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dirty Money</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2012 19:10:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is the season for all kinds of rotten winter viruses. Nobody is safe, and I began to wonder why. If you live in the city, it&#8217;s easy to see how these diseases get passed along, in crowded subways and elevators. But in the suburbs, where we have so much space, so little human contact, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hard Questions</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 21:54:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Only the most boring questions have answers. For example, here are three of the world&#8217;s most interesting and least answerable questions, which are posed at the beginning of Douglas Adams&#8217; space odyssey, The Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy: &#8220;Why are we born? Why do we die? And why do we spend so much of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Twelfth Night</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2012 23:12:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Twelfth Night is supposed to mark the end of the Christmas season. Before midnight, unless we want to risk bad luck all year, the decorations must be taken down, and the last traces of the holiday removed. Our neighbors don’t know this. The morning after Twelfth Night, January 6, we’re still surrounded by houses draped [...]]]></description>
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		<title>New Year, Old Years</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 20:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We are sliding into the thirteenth year of the twenty-first century. It’s no longer a novelty. Most people write the date on their checks correctly, and we’ve learned to say “two thousand twelve” with great panache. The twentieth century already seems almost as remote and historic as the nineteenth. 
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		<title>Mixed Messages</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2011 14:17:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can&#8217;t seem to stop sending Christmas cards. I had planned to give it up this year but, when the cards started coming in, I felt guilty, wrote two or three, then twenty, then fifty, just like last year. It seems to be one of those habits learned in childhood that are almost impossible to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I See the Lights</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2011 19:15:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[During the month of December, driving around the suburbs at night can be a profoundly surrealistic experience. Most of the residential streets are dull and dark, as usual. But sometimes you turn a corner and see a multi-colored glow in the sky, as if aliens had landed on the next block. It&#8217;s another Christmas light [...]]]></description>
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		<title>You Must Go to the Mall</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:23:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I came to live in suburban Long Island, New York, people would say &#8220;You must go to The Mall,&#8221; as if it was the local equivalent of the Sistine Chapel. I noticed that The Mall was always capitalized in speech, like The Catholic Church.
Eventually, reluctantly, I made my way to The Mall. It was [...]]]></description>
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