My wife and I went to visit our son in Washington.  No, the other Washington.  He lives with his wife in a nice apartment in DC on a quiet street lined with a few trees and lots of cars.  Wood floors on the ground floor, windows enough to grow plants inside, a little patch of grass and a bush outside the […]

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