Alert: spoiler ahead. In the winter of 1970, I was sitting with several of my fellow students at the yellow duck table, I believe, in Miss Ludwig’s afternoon kindergarten class, when the subject of Santa’s existence came up. My mother was volunteering that day. A classmate at the table, whom I can’t remember (but his […]
Tag: Urban Archaeology
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Found music in the streets
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Where we come from
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A hitchhiker’s guide to leaving town
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These colors do run
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Sweet dreams are made of these
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The boulevard of broken toys
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Mrs. Lauren, you are loved
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