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The Scientific MethodChapter 7 Publish Results
An hour later, I was showered, shaved, and starving. I rang their house's doorbell wearing a blue polo shirt and tan slacks. I knew I looked like a J. Crew ad, but since I was actually a young urban professional—YUPpie—and hadn't had much of a social life to speak of for nearly a decade, it was the best I could come up with. Donna answered the door in a beautiful violet-colored sundress. She managed to look elegant, poised, and relaxed all at once. Inside, her house looked like a...