Serge Gainsbourg's Manon 70

Over the Thanksgiving weekend my family met at my grandparents' house in Connecticut, the usual gathering point for holidays, birthdays, and general familial events. What was once a childhood beacon at the end of the proverbial road "over the river and through the woods", while still serving a similar function, is now more of a nostalgic getaway not just to my early years but also to the sixties and seventies, two decades I can only otherwise visit with weekly Mad Men episodes and a fondness fo...

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