In case you don’t speak English with a thick Czech accent, I’ll translate for you: We are the lucky ones. There’s a story behind this, maybe two. At least two. It begins with Julie, my across-the-street neighbor when I lived on Inverness Way. Julie was, as a bar-hopping buddy of hers attest

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