Why do I spend so much of my time angry at the world? I am so furious now I could spit. Though I did come upon a raccoon stalking my trash heap last night, when I checked at dawn I was relieved to see that no two- or four-legged creature had torn bags apart. I’d left my car out at the curb to hold the parking space until the Waste Management truck arrived. But the […]
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