I own four Swiss Army knives.
The first I bought when I hadn’t much money but really wanted a knife that could cut down a tree.
The second—a Christmas present from my sister’s new boyfriend—fit on a keychain and, as he said, was handy for clipping your nails when you had nothing else to do.
The third was a parting gift from my first job, the largest model available, and so should’ve been my last; but for the fourth, which I got from my girlfriend and thought . . . why don’t you know I already have three of these things?
US (online) launch of 52 Weeks to a Sweeter Life
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Join us to celebrate the launch of 52 Weeks in the US! Wednesday October
16, 7:30pm EDT In conversation with Dr. B. Nilaja Green and organized
by Charis ...
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