On Tuesday, I biked to Ann Arbor and started my day with a strong cup of black coffee at the Liberty St. Argus Farm Stop. It was a lovely, warm, sunny space, the bookshelf to my left was filled with realistic stuffed birds, and a little kid was adorably discerning about which tiny shopping cart he wanted to push around the store.
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October 20 and 21 were production, which means my colleagues and I were at our computers all day, doing the carefully choreographed dance of digital collaboration that results in a new issue of the Observer. The next day was a staff field trip to Stafford, where the Observer is printed. And the day after that, I decided to indulge in one of my very favorite things: a long bike ride.
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