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I literally learned how to cut cheese last night on a wedge of manchego from a lawyer.  I'd been doing it wrong all of these years.  
I spend a lot of time with lawyers because I am married to one.  Smart and chatty, all of them.  Good drinkers of wine and great story tellers.  It can sure seem that I but live in their world.
Jury duty, silent auctions, gallery openings, happy hours.  Just a few places where I meet these masters of counsel.
I wonder which of my children will heed the call and go down that dark road.

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