…chocolate, dark, not white, not milk…

…perfect for a nice mellow chew, but, soberly, not at all in the company of the eminent Maureen Dowd or her other NYTimers…

The joys of the mundane existence. That way we escape satire and The Guardian.

Something to chew on. Four more New York Times columnists and Malcolm Gladwell get really high: what could possibly go wrong?

Krugman has since rallied mightily with a more circumspect appearance – though a rental tag seems visible?…

 

 

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