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Writing for Shop.Dine.Live. has given me a profound respect for the mercantile spirit. I wish I found it sooner. When I was a teenager, I was busy figuring out ways to get girls to like me (I didn’t think of any), playing video games (which didn’t help on the girl front), or just contemplating my navel. Fortunately there are better kids out there than I was.
There is nothing like a car show on a nice summer day. You walk up and down past endless beauties and don’t have to be shy about coveting each one. The gleam from the hood of a cherry red ’54 Chevrolet 210 DeLuxe catches your eye. “My dad had one of these when he was a kid,” you inform its owner, who is wearing either a car T-shirt or a Hawaiian shirt and almost certainly has a salt and pepper goatee. He gives you a tour of an engine so clean you could eat off it. This is paradise.
Many people think that doing yoga is kind of a stretch. I, a superlative male, once looked down my nose at it, reasoning that only bench presses could properly channel my laddish energy. My girlfriend, who has come into possession of a permanently pulled fiber in her poor haunch, also thought that yoga was unsuitable for her. That we both recently tried it and liked it is a testament to just why the exercise has endured for thousands of years. Dani Leverington of Downtown Yoga could have told us as much.