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When my son, our firstborn, was a few weeks old, and I was a porridge of hormones, I remember gazing out our car window on Mass Ave in Boston, the busy intersection near the old Tower Records and the Berklee School of Music. My husband was driving, and maybe the revelation that hit me…
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So lately I’ve been driving in our messy van with my kids and their buddies, first graders to fourth, and they’ve been browbeating me into punching the radio until we land on a song they like. It’s all very loud. Loud, funny, and kind of unsettling. At each station, with each blaze of…
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