PORTLAND INTERLUDE As is our wont, our annual trip to Maine included about 36 hours in Portland. Portland is red brick and squawking gulls (Florida seagulls don’t seem to squawk, at least I haven’t heard them). It’s also home to a branch of the ubiquitous Sherman’s (books lowercase, gifty items uppercase), the seriously good Longfellow …
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