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Talking with, Washington Post magazine critic Peter Carlson reveals a perk of his job is getting the New Yorker delivered to his door. “I thought I was really hot shit until early one Sunday morning he delivered the wrong copy to me, and it was addressed to Noah Adams of NPR,” Carlson says. “I mean, Noah Adams is a fine human being, but we’re not talking about Henry Kissinger here.” (Via Romenesko.)