We were predictably discombobulated to have a Monday Check-In on a day that doesn’t feel like a Monday. Magda genuinely thought today was Sunday Again, which would be a watershed moment toward establishing a four-day work week and pumping the brakes on this country’s untenable workaholism. Labor Day is not for laboring, dammit!
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We should warn you that we begin with more inane weather banter, because frankly we’re still not used to speaking from places far enough apart to have different weather. But we conclude that murder-mystery narratives should have multiple layers, and late-in-life residences should not.
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