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I’m writing this from the friendly confines of my local Apple store.  Yes, I actually live in a town (not city) that also has an Apple store to which I can ride my bike with my family alongside me.  The Apple store is a happy little place, filled with gleaming electronica that, like Sean with the appliances in our fair kitchen, make me really want them.  I’ve got to hand it to Apple–they’ve done it well.  Pull you into the store with catchy tunes and a later-than-the-rest-of-em opening hours.  Not to mention, once again, all of the gleaming electronica.  I love my iPhone. (“It will change your life!” a friend told me before I purchased mine.  She was pretty spot on.)  And I’m quite certain my next laptop will be an Apple.  Now, which one to choose….