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<p>Emma Carmichael <a href="http://gawker.com/5971472/" target="_self">sighs</a>:</p>
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<p>There are lots of wonderful things about spending a week in my hometown, Brattleboro, Vt. There is a stocked kitchen, two dogs, a fireplace, and maple syrup flows from the sink faucets. And as of this morning, there is lots of snow. So much snow that the local newspaper, the&#0160;<em>Brattleboro Reformer</em>—which is wonderful but like any local newspaper has a history of making unfortunate typos—led with it on page one.</p>
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