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Of Man and Earth
During the Corona lockdowns in 2020, I found myself, like many others, dabbling in a small garden. It was nothing much - just a few pots and some seeds on the small patio outside of my apartment. The street just past the bushes surrounding our corner apartment smelled like exhaust and looked like any other ugly, gray suburban street in a middle-class neighborhood: small restaurants and stores in an old strip mall, a gas station across the street, and covert drug deals and dru
Helena Sheyman
Sep 722 min read
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