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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Forced return to community

My apartment building is home to between 500 and 600 people, most of whom are staying in for the duration. An unusually large audience for the Monday night movie led to a group of people who hadn't seen each other for ages deciding to have a bridge game. Those who know they are members of AA arranged a meeting in the building for tonight. It's a time for casual invites, "Join me for supper," as we empty pantry and refrigerators. Normally, DC offers so many options that neighbors don't leave time to be neighborly. Now we're a snowbound small town in the big city.

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