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This is the spring of my inglorious trifecta: a bunion, arthritis, varicose veins. Compared to my daughter’s, my feet are stumps. Hers flex and curve, dart, propel her up the stairs, through the sprinkler, over the prickly lettuce …
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When I glance at the bedside clock I realize that we have been making love in one way or another for nearly three hours now. I am filled with a certain secret smugness that I am still going strong. It has been a long time since I’ve done anything quite li
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