My work places me inside people's homes. They invite me in with haste, flustered and babbling and talking with their hands. And once I'm in--after the pooch huffs and puffs, sticks a snout to my crotch--it's back back to the routine. Forget all about the quiet guy fixing the leak or putting in that vessel sink in the half bath. I observe the way people... Continue Reading →

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