Trout wrapped in bacon
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At the End of the Disaster
There was no fanfare. No parades. No sorrow, except for what we have suffered over the last 45 years. We always thought that day would co...
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On a piece of iron ore, water, nitrogen, oxygen, and carbon hurtling through the expanse of space at thousands of miles an hour, the granul...
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