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June 1, 2008
I have been told a story lately by a man who I have grown to genuinely like and care for during the last two years. The story was about the hedge in front of his house, shading the front room windows from peering of the passing students (I am amused at the English neurotic conflict between not putting up net curtains in the windows, as they do in Europe, to successfully prevent people from looking inside, and at the same time considering it rude if you do actually look into their aquarium-like front rooms lighted brightly in the evening).