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The pipes are leaching lead. Heavy metal has bound itself to the body parts of children and will never let go — thousands of lives damaged by the same eternal problem that will be blandly avoided until it visits our neighborhood.
The pipes are leaching lead. Heavy metal has bound itself to the body parts of children and will never let go — thousands of lives damaged by the same eternal problem that will be blandly avoided until it visits our neighborhood.
Thought became presence, like a shell on the beach, like the flickering word of a gull under a cold thunder moon. I floated on the blue water, a reliquary of things from the past, dreaming of a moment of conception on a glittering moonlit bay. Picture courtesy of Ceri Dickison.
Political parties exist to secure responsible government and to execute the will of the people. From these great tasks both of the old parties have turned aside. Instead of instruments to promote the general welfare they have become the tools of corrupt interests, which use them impartially to serve their selfish purposes. Behind the ostensible
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“The stage is not merely the meeting place of all the arts, but is also the return of art to life.” — Oscar Wilde, 1891 It has been said that the theatre dies every night, only to be reborn each day, for it exists whenever actors perform before an audience. Therefore, a primary characteristic of
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Summary of Previous Chapters 13 In January the rains came. Storms rolled in from the Pacific, one after another, releasing torrents, until late in the month. The first morning the sun came out, I called Diana and asked her to meet me at the ranch over my lunch hour. I arrived at the barn early
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That thou punished me and made me hate thee is true. But I promised to be wise thereafter and seek thy grace. Why didst thou forsake me for my faults when I merely mimicked thy heckling tribe? I loved thee when thou strok’st me and taught me the charms of thy art. But now that