I couldn’t stop staring at it. It was scribbled on a chalkboard above the bar, but it may as well have been written in flashing lights: “Choclate Stout.”I have been a professional copy editor for more than four years, but I have been editing for as long as I could spell. And while I wield my red pen only at the office, the editor in me never clocks out, even when I see a misspelled word at a bar. I see the mistakes everywhere: supermarkets with “10 items or less” signs, junk mail that boasts ...
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