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The Green Police By Michael Minassian
My wife and I walk through the neighborhood every morning, pretending we’re the Green Police, marking which houses leave the outside lights...
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Driving through New England, I notice small towns all have a cemetery crowded with tombstones, weathered and leaning into each other like ... -
Sometimes when I look at myself in the mirror I can’t shake the image of Monstro Elisasue. Created out of neglect, out of selfish greed of... -
My wife and I walk through the neighborhood every morning, pretending we’re the Green Police, marking which houses leave the outside lights...
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