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The Cane-Carrying Gent”

(photo: copyright John Nixon) Before I leave my room each morning, I carefully select the appropriate cane from the umbrella stand next to my door. I collect canes, you see. I carry a staff with a hand-carved dog’s head when … Continue reading

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