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First, we’re skinny-dipping,
Sam & I, in a pond in Tennessee,
which is his idea, I should say,
The narrator was shot by the sniper he was describing
and I quickly picked up his pen.
I, in – in the long ago time before time began to be
bound and tagged under humans’ watch – choate, went
in. . .
A gaming community goes corporate
The dangerous rise of the global “good cop.”
The high price of taming the world's most deadly disease