Typically, when my telephone rings at 4:30 on a Friday afternoon, it’s a bad sign. Sometimes it’s late-breaking news that will hijack the beginning of my weekend, as I’ll be toiling away a lot longer than I anticipated, or someone is ringing me up to either:complain about a story that has already been publishedexpress reservation about something about to be publishedquestion something I’ve written—that would be my supervisor. So it was with some trepidation that I answered my phone at said ...
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