Yesterday, Suze and I drove down to Montclair to visit an old friend. It was the first time that I really had a chance to check out Montclair, which turned out to be just as funky as everybody has said. Rachel opened the door to her house laughing that she didn't hear us knock the first time. She said that she was listening a talk on NPR on the Coontz article.

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