A small family drama has been playing out in our front yard that has completely entranced our household, as well as our landlady, her husband and teenage daughter, and a handful of workers who came to install what looked like a baseboard in their apartment.
Last Friday I opened my door to run a couple errands (pick up wine) before meeting some friends—an…
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