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  "path": "/opinion/columnists/the-bookless-club-whats-your-old-photo-policy",
  "publishedAt": "2026-03-01T14:00:16.000Z",
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  "textContent": "See this photo? I’ve had it for, I dunno, decades. That’s me on the left. I’m somewhere in my 20s in this picture. It was snapped in the lobby of C-FOX radio station where I’d stumbled into the position of morning-drive deejay. Forget that I look more like a kindergarten teacher or a realtor, I had backed into what was considered a plum job for a rabble-rouser. Plum though it may have been, the hours were murder. I was on-air from 5:30 a.m. until 10 a.m., and then would hot-foot it out to BCTV where I did the noon news weather and, often, the weather on the evening news, as well. I wouldn’t get home until after 8 p.m. Any chance of a social life was obliterated by those hours. The genius part of the equation was I was making good money, but didn’t have a spare minute to spend it. Read More",
  "title": "The Bookless Club: What's your old photo policy?",
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