I'm told by a friend I jokingly asked last week -- a lifelong resident of Pearl River, NY -- that even if you grow up in a town and leave for college and move away for 30 years before returning in midlife, you are still a townie. Why do I hope so?
It's a cacophony of coughing, a surround sound symphony of hacking lungs on this Friday morning 8:48 express. They're coming from every side and angle but the window and, even then, appeal for an end run around your shoulder and arm rest.
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