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Work half-heartedly on a piece for The New Yorker and alternate every five minutes between thinking it’s exactly what they’re looking for and God, what a piece of crap this is.
Bev Potter
Mary DeVries
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I delight, despair and write about a life lived around the world. Fueled by Yorkshire Gold tea.
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