<![CDATA[I’m tongue-tied and bIeary-eyed, but I made it through. I have emerged, healthy and generally in my right mind, from what has affectionately come to be known as “J.R.’s Hostage Weekend.” That term, admittedly melodramatic, is actually a pretty fitting description of what I’ve just endured (and for the second time, no less). The “J.R.”…

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