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Can a columnist survive a two-week vacation, unplugged?

Last year I ruined my summer vacation — a two-week idyll at my wife's family cabin on a lake in northern Ontario — by bringing along a modern convenience that was too convenient for my own good: the demon iPad. Instead of contemplating nature, I checked email. Instead of paddling an old canoe, I followed my Twitter feed. Instead of grazing on great (or merely amusing) novels, I stuck to my workday diet of four newspapers each morning. And that was the problem: I was behaving as if I were still in the office, tethered to the unending news cycle. My body was on vacation but my head wasn't. So this year I resolved to try something different, a social media experiment...

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