As I write this in early May, the world (at least the parts of it that are interested in such things) is celebrating the victory of the filly in the Kentucky Derby. I missed the race, but I was in Louisville for the Derby Week festivities preceding it, sharing the delight of my nephews and niece at the predawn liftoff of the hot air balloons, the outdoor music of Three Dog Night, and the late-night fireworks over the river.
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