The Storyteller
I did not grow up with The New Yorker. In my family, it was Ebony, National Geographic (an early favourite), various copies of Chatelaine and Maclean's Magazine (look those last two up, you non-Canadians). It simply did not register just how great a magazine it was to anyone who knew me and my family. My first exposure to it was in a television commercial selling subscriptions, with the bold assertion that it was:
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