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I clocked 58 years before I discovered clean glasses.

Don’t be like me. Buy these.

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Until recently, the job for which these Dog Waste Bags are designed required a shovel in our expansive Indiana back yard or a slight detour into nature off a Pennsylvania country lane. Now, however, our Whipador faces down the requirements of nature in a small side yard on an urban campus in Colombia. To complicate matters only slightly, much larger guard dogs that prowl our campus at night appear to have developed a predilection for our yard as their latrine. As I noted, they are large. My short morning stroll becomes too often a moment of discovery.

Enter these dog waste bags with their ingenious little leash-borne dispenser. They come tightly wound into rolls, fit nicely in a pocket when the leash and its dispenser are not in action, and in general help me adjust to my newfound intimacy with dog poop in the least shattering way possible. Honestly, I hardly mind the task any more.

When were these invented? What did we do before that? I shudder to think on it.

Fantastic product.

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A great product, snagged at last minute on Amazon as we were making final prep for a multi-old-suitcase move of personal effects and their owners from the USA to Colombia. I wasn’t sure if some of the old bags would stand the stress of our over-packing. These well-made luggage straps added an extra layer of assurance and their bright colors made our bags double easy to identify at the baggage carousel upon arrival. Another inexpensive little product that makes AmazonPrime a godsend for last-minute needs as circumstances throw them across one’s path.

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Wonderful little product here. I love the predictability and economy of it. We bought these as an add-on level of protection as we were moving a beloved dog overseas in a dog crate on a Colombian airliner. Easy to get, easy to use, easy to remove. Great value.

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I consider this a strong-value product. I ordered it and will use it for a narrow purpose rather than as an every-day winter hat against business-casual and higher dress requirements.

I live for most of the year in a warm, South American, climate. I tend to make a handful of business visits to North American locations when it’s winter in those places. For this reason, I need a suitcase-resilient, economical, neutral cap for my large, bald head. The 9th Street Seville British Dome Ascot gives me what I need.

For comfort reasons, I would probably opt to pay a little more and acquire a more comfortable head-capper if I were spending lots of time in winter climates and this were an every-day part of my uniform.

But for my purposes, this product represents strong value.

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Thomas Hardy’s Tess of the D’Urbervilles, narrated sparely in this Audible Books version by Jill Masters, is nearly too sad for the bearing.

Hardy sees into the human heart with an eye for our folly that is Dickensian in its penetration. He turns that gaze on his invented rural ‘Wessex’, picking up the peregrinations of a pure young woman whose every turn is stalked by shadow.

In the end, sixteen hours into drive time peppered with this listener’s audible gasps at each stunning turn, Tess becomes the victim of all that is artifice, class, and convention. In Jill Masters’ narration there is not a note of melodrama. She tells her tale with the same unflinching resignation that is Tess Durbeyfield, then Tess D’Urberville, then Tess a martyr to layers of unkindness that become in the aggregate a murderous and murdering weight.

An absolute heart-ache of a listen, impossible to forget, incapable of abbreviation. There is no shortcut to the conclusion of Hardy’s most signature work. It takes sixteen hours to get there. Listen.

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