Hey, friends,
When I was a kid, I had a favorite game whenever I got my hands on a big box. I used to pretend I was on a space ship, and that I couldn’t leave it, and whatever I needed for a long trip had to fit inside.
I have a startlingly clear memory of what must have been right after Christmas, sitting on the floor beside my grandparents’ white brick …
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