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Mostly, I go local.
About Me
- Robin Aronson
- I write. I live in New York City. I have a husband and children. I worry, but I have fun worrying.
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3 comments:
You're right, it's interesting, and makes sense. Definitely relevant to the memo line of the check I was about to write. Thanks for sharing this.
Lizi
I usually hesitate before earmarking a donation--i most often select "give where it's needed most." but i don't think i did this time...
I would now, though.
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