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The oak tree in the north field came down in a windstorm. It stands inverted in the ripening soya beans, the shredded base blaring a trumpet solo into the sky as the branches hold it up. Systems...
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Karma starts with a little face in window. It sits there day after day, looking in. Not longingly. That’s a projection of what I’d likely feel if I sat on the other side of bug mesh and glass. But...
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