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I lived in a cave in Brooklyn.  Not a rock studded shelter, per se, but a small, dark box that a family of bears could have comfortably hunkered down in for the winter.  Come spring, they’d burst out of there ready to explore the world.  That’s how I feel right now.  And with the view from my new apartment on the 13th floor of a building on 16th and Locust, I don’t… Read More