Ignore Text Wrap. . .
So there I was, sitting in the living room, laptop fired up, reading copy for the issue you hold now. It was about 9 p.m., and sadly, in an all-too-common situation, my wife and I were both working on magazine projects. Like I said, I was reading, and she was doing design and production on a freelance project that required her to operate in a program she was unfamiliar with.
It was hard to concentrate because it meant ignoring the screaming and swearing coming from the general direction of the area where my wife was sitting. Note that I did not say the screaming and swearing were coming from her, just that they were emanating from that general direction. (Hey, I've been married for 18 years; I have learned something along the way.)
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