The wind is blowing mightily, as if chasing the remains of 2023 out the door, the calendar and my lousy memory. Nothing like the quiet days between Christmas and New Year’s to make soup, take stock and consider where you’ve been and what you’ve done. Me and every other writer and media on the internet. Somewhere between the Worst Wars, Best Films, and R…
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