So I was on the L1 this evening, and traffic was heavy, and I was reading, but somewhere on Florida Avenue NW, a passing car’s horn played Dixie, and here I am, reading a 1,000 page biography on Churchill (third of three) and thinking I’d suddenly found myself in The Dukes of Hazzard.

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