Spend All Your Disposable Income on Events That Make You Feel Alive

I’m a cynic and a nonjoiner — sometimes I suspect I don’t even really like other people. And yet one Sunday night this summer, I found myself shoulder-to-shoulder with 40,000 or so strangers, all of us sing-screaming song lyrics in unison. In the videos my husband took that night, I am happy in the...

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