“I’m engaging in seeking behavior,” I said to my husband, who was calling from Boston. He wanted to know what I was up to, and I couldn’t lie: I was rooting around the Reuse Center for the God-particle equivalent of used furniture— something that could field twelve large toy tractors and their attachments, a stash of dress-ups including two sets of gian…
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