Clouds over the parking lot, Richard J. Hughes Justice Complex, Trenton. (Not shown: The parking lot. You should thank me.)
I’m on vacation until Labor Day. I know this thing hasn’t been around long enough to become appointment reading for anybody, but I’ll declare a pause if only as an implicit declaration of intent to unpause. This is what happens when you work with lawyers all day.
I’m borrowing the association of “soothing nature image = break from production” from Heather Cox Richardson, whose nearly-daily Letters from an American are indispensable.
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