What, pray tell, do you do with all those magazines that build up around your house (presuming that you are, like me, omnivorous and promiscuous in acquiring them)? At a certain point, the tottering pile beside the bed, beside the chair in the living room, the jammed shelf or rack, needs to be dealt with.And it's not as if you're no longer interested, but that even with the best will in the world
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