Growing up in Baltimore, where things to be proud of on a national scale were cherished and somewhat rare, I was often told that the city had the best drinking water in the country.

It seemed as much a verity as the knowledge that Brooks Robinson is the best third basement in the history of baseball. Yet, unless you actually left town, which few people of my acquaintance did back in the day, how could you know?

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