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The royal road to the unconscious? Not quite, but a certain old-fashioned dignity, middle-class grandeur, Hollywood's red carpet transposed to a minor key on a quiet side street in Montclair...
Instead of paparazzi firing strobes---or, going back even further, courtiers standing at attention---guardian shrubs, autumnal splendor spilled, buttons burst yet chests still puffed, and one impudent green groupie of a bush, leaning in, seeking an autograph.
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