I know it’s been a quiet week here at Lake Fleisig, but I was away, and the hotel’s WiFi was so slow, I couldn’t bear to post. And now, of all things, I’m writing two admissions essays in pursuit of a New York City Teachers’ Fellowship. When the utmost seriousness is called for, I find I don’t much like writing about myself. But I’ll be back to fascinating you with my Craigslist travails, and those idiosyncratic tidbits of cycling and political gossip you’ve come to expect, just as soon as the aspirin kicks in.
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