I just deleted 1,221 words with the sweep of my mouse. I wish cleaning my kitchen was that easy.
But the words I had chosen for this week’s column refused to cooperate with me and had to be expurgated.
“Be gone, foul language,” I said as the words vanished. “There are approximately 170,000 more I can pick from. I can certainly write a column without any of your tires...
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