How I Encountered The Couple Next Door I'm in LaGuardia airport in the beautifully dirty New York City with an ever growing email inbox, a budget submission deadline, and a feeling of impending doom as I stare at my task list for the following work week. What do I do? I walk straight to the convenient kiosk in Terminal C and examine the literary titles that paint a small wall in the corner. What to read, what to read... Well, since I'm on edge from lack of sleep during this severely exhausting PR trip, I need to ensure that whatever I read can unnecessarily augment my edginess, of course: murder mystery. First Impressions The artwork on the cover is eerie as hell; something about a shadowed face brings me right back to my early childhood (Who am I kidding? Like, last year) when I succumbed to cowardice and left my bedroom door open as I retired to bed, required my parents to leave the hall light on for maximum security, and rocked ...
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