Why do we pay good money for the privilege of stuffing our most necessary belongings into two suitcases (one of them a way-too-small carry-on), partially disrobing in security lines, sitting in sardine cans called airplanes for hours, pushing through crowded airports to reclaim said suitcases, and then living in a sight-unseen, much smaller living space than the one we left behind (for which we are already paying a hefty mortgage)?

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