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spent a few days last week with a friend who has a house overlooking
the Ohio River. The guest room is high on the top floor of the house,
and the bed is right against a bank of windows, so I felt as if
I was in a tree house. At night, it was like floating on a barge,
the water shining and serene. The best sleep I've had in ages, and
I wrote zillions of pages in that room!
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