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Loving someone is nice.  Some might even say great.  But—and this is a cliche—stories often misrepresent love to us.  And yet, here are my two cliches—er, pennies. Stories attack our most vulnerable, suggestable state of absorption and relaxation.  When we are done with a story, perhaps without our knowledge or consent, we have altered ourContinue reading “Flashbulbs and Dishes”