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Mary Goes to Narnia
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Over at The Lady Killers blog, which is featuring virtual vacations, Mary recalls a long ago day in Oxford when she attended an outdoor presentation of The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe.

My parents owned one of those enormous wardrobes made of dark wood -- perhaps mahogany -- and fitted with a mirror on the door taking up the middle third of its vast frontage. As a youngster, more than once I poked my head into the wardrobe's dark cavern of garments, leaned in, and groped past its mothball-scented hanging population. And once or twice it really felt, just before the tips of my fingers met smooth wood, they would go further than they should and I would be poking them into Narnia. Years later, when I lived in Oxford, I finally got there.

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