Lessons From a Dollhouse: Longing For a Smaller Life

My grandfather gave me the dollhouse right about the time my brain began to form lasting memories. He’d built the entire thing himself, with his own two hands. My mother, the oldest of four...

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Published on April 12, 2016 06:28
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